I thought you ought to know first of all, and decide on the program.

It's terrible just to think of it; and K.K.

actually pretended to make light, too, of all those stories the farmers have been telling about that awful place." "Hold your horses, Horatio!" Hugh exclaimed.

"When I said that I wasn't thinking of ghosts, or anything else unnatural.

I meant that in all probability poor K.K.met with some ordinary accident while on that stretch, and has been unable to continue his run.
He may have tripped on a vine he failed to see, and either broken his leg, or else sprained his ankle so badly that he can't even limp along.