A few harmless scratches were discernible.

"Not so bad," said Jack. "Just the correct lines, I believe, for
- let me see - intellectuality."

"Oh, you needn't joke," snapped Daisy. "I suppose Cecelia - is -
badly hurt!"

She said this with the evident intention of drawing attention to
Jack's attitude toward Cecilia.

"Now, Daisy," said Jack good-naturedly, "if you want to dump in
the ditch again, and will only give me the chance, I will be
perfectly delighted to fish you out: I fancy I would get you first
shot."

"Oh, you need not bother," interrupted Walter. "I can take care
of Miss Bennet."

At this he spread his handkerchief most carefully on the grass,
and, with mock concern, assisted Daisy to the low seat.

Ed followed suit, adding to the handkerchief cushion his cap - to
make the grass softer for Maud.

"But however did you happen along, Cecilia?" asked Belle, who now
added her dainty self to the line of girls on the roadside.

"Now, here!" called Jack. "No more happenings! I beg your
pardon, Belle, but we have had such a surfeit of this happening