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"Don't you know me, Sid?" "Can't say that I do!" "Why, I'm your cousin, George Lerton. I'm the only relative you've got in the world, unless you got married while you were away." Prale stepped aside so that the nearest light flashed on the face of the man before him. "Well, if it isn't!" he said. "Didn't recognize you at first. How long have you been wearing the alfalfa on your face?"
If only that youngster had not such a reputation for quitting under fire, time and again during their many mimic battles! Then his glance fell upon Red Brown's impudent, freckled face and he smiled. Here was a warrior with a temperament to delight the leader of a forlorn hope. "Come on, Red!" Sid was promptly seized upon by the rival commander. "Perry Alford," said John.
In the meantime they broiled some more fish, and made an extra pot of coffee and some flapjacks for the newcomer. "Well! well! well!" cried Sid Todd, after a look at the dead cougar. "I reckon you youngsters know how to take care of yourselves. A mountain lion! Why, don't you know, most o' the cowboys would run a mile if they see that beast a-lookin' at' em? Such shootin' is great!"
Of course, the boys who took part in the race had to answer numerous questions for the police, but at the end of a week, which was an unpleasant one for all concerned, the detectives were as far off the track as ever. Sid and Ida had their share of the "third degree" of police questioning in a mild form, and though Sid was at first indignant and refused to answer questions, he finally gave in.
It makes it look impossible for you to have slain Rufus Shepley, and I think Lawyer Coadley could get the charge against you dismissed on that alone." "But I want to be entirely cleared." "Exactly. You don't want to leave the slightest doubt in the mind of a single person. There is but one way to clear you absolutely, Sid.
They have heard me talk so much about Max that they think almost as much of him as I do, and they will be glad to meet his sister." Mrs. Hill, a handsome, dignified lady who was one of the chaperones of the prom, received Grace warmly, while Beatrice Hill, an extremely pretty, smartly gowned girl, made her feel at home immediately. "You came with Sid, didn't you?" she whispered.
"We might have asked Ida and Sid," reflected Belle aloud, sympathetically. "Yes," Bess almost shouted, "and have them veto every single plan. Besides, there are to be no boys on this trip; Lady Isabel please take notice!" "As if I wanted boys!" sneered her sister.
Is anything the matter?" asked Nora, completely puzzled. "You're not going to tell me you don't know about it? When Sid and Frank haven't been talking about anything else since Frank found it?" "Found it? Found what?" "The weed," said Mrs. Sharp simply. "You've got it then," said Marsh, with a slight gesture of his head toward the table where Nora's flowers made a bright spot of color.
He's just to be shut up on bread and milk until he gives in. I must say, I think Sid is very gentle," said Jean, leaning back wearily in her chair, with closed eyes. Her voice dropped perceptibly as she added, "But he says he is going to thrash him to-morrow." "I think he ought to," said Mary Moore, sturdily.
Fortunately the ground to be charged across was not a long stretch, and in a moment they were all shoving against the fence. "Wort, you didn't do that right," claimed the president. "Yes, I did." "No, you're wrong," asserted Sid. "Let me try?" asked Rick. "No, this will do," said Sid. "You may march us, Rick." This compromise was accepted.
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