"And their pockets always full of horrid things,"
said Lily.

"Yes," said Amelia.

Amelia glanced openly at Johnny Trumbull; Lily
with a sidewise effect.

Johnny had heard every word. Suddenly he arose
to action and knocked down Lee Westminster, and
sat on him.

"Lemme up!" said Lee.

Johnny had no quarrel whatever with Lee. He
grinned, but he sat still. Lee, the sat-upon, was a
sharp little boy. "Showing off before the gals!" he
said, in a thin whisper.

"Hush up!" returned Johnny.

"Will you give me a writing-pad -- I lost mine, and
mother said I couldn't have another for a week if I
did -- if I don't holler?" inquired Lee.

"Yes. Hush up!"

Lee lay still, and Johnny continued to sit upon his
prostrate form. Both were out of sight of Madame's