After some time of quiet walking, Walden (who was, of course, on the other side of Zepp) began to ask Baxter Clap (who was immediately behind them) about his past adventures. At first, Baxter was hesitant for fear of churning up the demons of old war stories, of which he had many. He rubbed his wide chin with his brawny hand and squinted his already tiny eyes.
No no, he insisted humbly, but finally gave in to Walden's jeering and regaled them with one of his many fantastic tales – the one, to be exact, about his ride along the Great Sudsy River.
