for me to take this?" Toby had picked up the finalfigure and was regarding it reverently.
"What? Oh, I don't see why not."
He said goodby to the boy outside and got into his car for the driveback to the airfield. Hence, he didn't see Toby carry the unpaintedfigure the hundred yards to his house, didn't see Toby place itcarefully at the end of a row of gay little figures that includedNapoleon, Marlborough, Suleiman the Great, Charles XII of Sweden, HenryV, Tamerlaine, Genghis Khan, Charles Martel, Julius Caesar--and newer orperhaps older, figurines of Alexander the Great, Xerxes, Cyrus theGreat, Nebuchadnezzar and a trio of even more primitive conquerors.
"Gee," said Toby to himself, "I'm sorry Uncle Angus had to be killed.But if he had to be killed, I'm glad he got my historical set just aboutfinished. I can paint this cave-man myself."
A few minutes later his mother called him to supper.
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