"Head!" said Jack.
"Tail it is," returned Rand, as he picked it up. "Now, Gerald, it
is your choice."
"Head," replied Gerald.
"Tail again," said Rand.
"Faith, thot's the toime tail came out a head," commented Gerald.
"Now, Dick."
"Head," replied Dick.
"Tail again," announced Rand. "Luck is with you, Donald. There is
only Pepper left now."
"Only Pepper!" exclaimed that individual indignantly. "What is the
matter with me?"
"Notin' at ail, me darlint," broke in Gerald; "shure, your the
biggest banana in the bunch, av people only knew it."
"Well, Pepper?" said Rand.
"Heads."
"Head it is," announced Rand. "You're it, Pepper."
"Begorrah, 'tis a long tail that has no head," commented Gerald.
"Master Pepper Blake," began Rand, "has been chosen to carry our
message of defiance to the tribe of the Highpoints."
"When do I go?"
"At the rise of the sun to-morrow," replied Rand, "you must be
prepared to take the trail."
"Before breakfast?"
"We will not require that sacrifice of you," said Rand.
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