scared again."

Johnny eyed him standing there in the gloom.
Jim was not large, but very wiry, and the ground was
not suited for combat. Johnny, although a victor,
would probably go home considerably the worse in
appearance; and he could anticipate the conse-
quences were his father to encounter him.

"Shucks!" said Johnny Trumbull, of the fine old
Trumbull family and Madame's exclusive school.
"Shucks! who wants your old hen? We had chicken
for dinner, anyway."

"So did we," said Arnold Carruth.

"We did, and corn," said Lee.

"We did," said Jim.

Lily stepped forth from the alder-bush. "If,"
said she, "I were a boy, and had started to have a
chicken-roast, I would have HAD a chicken-roast."

But every boy, even the valiant Johnny Trum-
bull, was gone in a mad scutter. This sudden appari-
tion of a girl was too much for their nerves. They
never even knew who the girl was, although little
Arnold Carruth said she had looked to him like
"Copy-Cat," but the others scouted the idea.