Jumping from the see-saw after giving fair warning, she ran to one of the
side windows.

"Barby," she called. "I'm going to give Captain Kidd some milk."

Barbara turned from her conversation with Uncle Darcy to say:

"Very well, if you can get it yourself. But be careful not to disturb the
pans that haven't been skimmed. Tippy wouldn't like it."

"I know what to get it out of," called Georgina, "out of the blue
pitcher."

Richard watched while she opened the refrigerator door and poured some
milk into a saucer.

"Carry it in and put it on the kitchen table," she bade him, "while I get
the powder."

When he followed her into the dining-room she was upon a chair, reaching
for the old powder horn, which hung on a hook under the firearm that had
done duty in the battle of Lexington. Richard wanted to get his hands on
it, and was glad when she could not pull out the wooden plug which
stopped the small end of the horn. She turned it over to him to open. He
peered into it, then shook it.

"There isn't more than a spoonful left in it," he said.

"Well, gunpowder is so strong you don't need much. You know just a little
will make a gun go off. It mightn't be safe to feed him much. Pour some