"Who's been teaching you fencing?" he asked. "What ith 'fenthing'? Let'th have a fight," replied the boy. "Stick me here, Dam," invited the Major, seating himself and indicating the position of the heart. "Bet you can't."
"Januth ith taking hith beauty thleep," observed Tommy wisely. Margery complained at being called so early; but when Tommy told her they were going to skip stones down the Slide, Buster was all eagerness to be up and at it. The girls did not even take the time to wash their faces, but ran to the Slide and gazed timidly down its slippery way. "Come on. Let'th get thome thtoneth," urged Grace.
All the other boys were for turning back and hunting about Fingal's Creek again, all except Bud. Such a pink and white boy he was, with a dimple in each cheek and a blowsy tow head. "Will you stay with me, Bud, till I get up there?" I asked him. "Yeth thir! or down there. Let'th go round an' try the other thide." "Well, I guess we'll all stay with Phil, you cottontop," Tell Mapleson put in.