Hustle!" Pete Corson parted the bushes and stepped into the light.
"Oh, it's you!" said Mrs.Comstock.

"I might have known! But you gave me a start.

Here, hold these until I make some sort of bag for them.

Go easy! If you break them I don't guarantee what will happen to you!" "Pretty fierce, ain't you!" laughed Pete, but he advanced and held out his hands.

"For Elnora, I s'pose ?" "Yes," said Mrs.Comstock.