up and amuse him. I am sure he will tell you wonderful things
about the other side. Through the office and upstairs, boys."

She shooed them out and Beany and Asa stopped outside the door
and consulted.

Asa was a good boy but about as progressive as a potato, and
something the color of a peeled one. No amount of sun tanned
him. It made his eye-lashes whiter if anything, and his lips
paler.

"Were you here at all yesterday?" demanded Beany.

"Oh, yes," said Asa. "Twice."

"Well, then, listen here. I want you should go up there, and
when he says are you the boy who was here yesterday, you say yes,
and don't say anything else if you can help it. See?"

"Oh, yes," said Asa, who did not see at all, but who did not let
that bother lot that bother him in the least.

"Mind!" said Beany sternly. "I don't want him to know about me
or Porky at all. There are reasons; Scout reasons, Asa, so you
mind out. Got that through your nut?"

"Oh, yes," said Asa, blinking his white lashes.

"You ain't afraid of him, are you?" asked Beany, remembering the
Wolf's keen eye.