You see, Larry hates shooting.

We loved it and at times were glad to get them--the birds, I mean.

We did not do it just for sport." "Can your sister shoot as well as you ?" "Hardly, I think.

She pulls too quickly, you see, but when she steadies down she will shoot better than I." "You are a wonder," said Jack enthusiastically.
"Oh, not a wonder," said the girl.
"Wait till I get the birds back to the car," he cried.
"He-l-l-o," cried his sister as he came running.

"What, four of them ?" "Four," he answered.