Mr Lamont had to carry out an inspection at Mr Smalley’s farm. Sitting in his little car, he looked at the broken wooden signboard. It had two arms, one showing Hunterdon village to the right and the other pointing to the sky! “Where does the third road go?” wondered Mr Lamont. There was a third road going south. The sun was setting. ‘If I get late, I’ll miss dinner too!’ thought Mr Lamont. Just then, a cart came by. The horse was trotting along quietly and there was no one in the cart! “I’ll just follow the horse,” decided Mr Lamont, “At least I’ll reach somewhere!” The horse went on the road to the south and Mr Lamont followed. They reached a farmhouse and the horse stopped at the door. “Is anyone home?” shouted Mr Lamont. A startled man jumped out of the cart. “Hello! You must be Mr Lamont!” he said, “Come in! I’m Smalley!”
The Sign Board
