CHAPTER, XXIV

A FLAW IN THE TITLE


Come on over," invited Jimmy.

"All right; I believe I will," responded Billy, running to the
fence. His aunt's peremptory voice arrested his footsteps.

"William, come here!" she called from the porch.

He reluctantly retraced his steps.

"I am going back to the kitchen to bake a cake and I want
you to promise me not to leave the yard."

"Lemme jes' go over to Jimmy's a little while," he begged.

"No; you and Jimmy can not be trusted together; you are sure
to get into mischief, and his mother and I have decided to
keep the fence between you for a while. Now, promise me that
you will stay right in my yard."

Billy sullenly gave her the promise and she went back to her
baking.