Everard burst into laughter when he heard Alexander’s question. He naively scratched his head and then casually replied without feeling any shame. “Well, I have been running through those dusty roads for eight hours straight. I must stink too, right?”
Alexander widened his eyes and gaped his mouth when he heard the response. “What?” he exclaimed. “You’ve been running for eight hours straight? What happened to your carriage? Did it break down somewhere?”
Everard’s heart warmed when he saw that worried look on his friend’s face. ‘That is my friend right there,’ he thought to himself as a soft smile appeared on his face.
He swiftly made Alexander turn around and put his arm around his friend’s shoulder. Then he said while leading Alexander towards the quarter, “No, it didn’t break down.”
