"It will be great fun to hunt for them." So they started off.
Uncle Philip had guessed right.

Bruno had found his new friend so much to his liking that he wanted to keep him entirely to himself.

While the uncle had talked with the younger children, he had led Salo out to take him on a stroll in the beautiful sunset.

Salo was perfectly satisfied, too, as he felt himself likewise drawn towards Bruno.

In this short time the two boys had grown as confiding as if they had known each other for years and they were just then wandering towards the castle hill, absorbed in lively conversation.
"Can you guess why I am taking you up there ?" Bruno suddenly asked, interrupting the talk.
"Because it is so lovely," Salo replied quickly.
He had stopped walking and was looking across the flowering meadows towards the castle over which rosy clouds were floating on the bright evening sky.
"No, not for that reason," said Bruno, "but because it belongs to an uncle of yours." Salo looked at him, full of astonishment.
"But Bruno, what an idea!" he called out laughing.