"
"Do you think he meant our shell?"
"Sure," replied Win. "He said he was going to get square with Rand
Peyton and Pepper Blake. So I hid in the bushes until they went
away, and I came down here to tell Gerald."
"Thank you, Win," said Rand; "we are ever so much obliged to you."
"Don't let them know I told you," pleaded Win, "or they will half
kill me for telling."
"Sure not," promised Rand. "You can slip off again and no one will
know you have been here."
"Well, what do you think of that!" exclaimed Pepper, when Win had
gone.
"Shure, an' phat mischief are ye's plotting now?" demanded Gerald,
who came across the lawn as his brother slipped away.
"More monkey tricks," responded Rand. "Monkey is going to surprise
us to-night."
"Is he now?" asked Gerald; "and phat is he up to now?"
"He is going to smash the shell so we can't row to-morrow," replied
Donald.
"Faith, I think he'll find it a hard nut to crack," asserted Gerald,
dropping his brogue in his indignation. "Though there isn't anything
surprising about that.
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