guess.

Now, slowly going over his beat a patrolman passed, walking along as
if haste were a thing unheard of.

"_That's_ what made him run!" cried Princess Polly.

"What? The policeman!" cried Sprite. "Why he isn't chasing him."

"Of course he isn't," Polly replied, "but Gyp is so afraid of any one
of the policemen in this town, that he runs screaming just like that
the minute he sees one."

Together they watched, until Gyp was out of sight.

"They say folks here in Avondale are going to _make_ Gyp go to school,"
said Polly, "but I shouldn't think they could do it, and if they
_could_, just think how he'd act!"

"I can't think," said Sprite, her eyes dancing, "but I know I'll like
to watch him the first day."

"We couldn't watch him if we wanted to because he wouldn't be in our
room," Polly said.

"Well, then he'll be above us, because he's bigger than we are," said
Sprite. Polly laughed as she said;

"Oh, no he won't. He's _never_ been to school but a few months, as big
as he is. He'll be in some class below us."