"I do," cried the indignant Tommy, switching his attention from Judy to
Launcelot, with whom he was deep in the argument when the carriage came.

The Judge read Tommy a little lecture as he welcomed him back, and then
he ordered Perkins to give the runaway something to eat, and thereby
tempered justice with mercy. And as Tommy had expected the scolding
and had not expected the good things, it is to be feared that the
latter made the greater impression.

"And how is my girl?" asked the Judge, beaming on Judy.

"All right," said Judy, and tucked her hand into his, "only I am a
little tired, grandfather."

"Of course you are. Of course you are," said the Judge. "We must go
right home. Perkins and I will sit on the front seat, and you can all
crowd in behind--I guess there will be room enough."

"Oh, I say," said Launcelot, as Tommy and Anne sat down on the floor at
the back, with their feet on the step, "that won't do. You sit with
Judy, Anne."

But Anne shook her head.

"Tommy and I are going to sit here," she said. "He wants me to tell
him all the news."

But that was not all that Tommy wanted, for when they were alone and
unseen by those in the front of the wagon, he opened a handkerchief
which he had carried knotted into a bundle.