That was all I needed to know.

As soon as I could hold steady, I took the skins to mother, slipped back and hunted good; and of course I had to find them--grainsacks half full of them--carried in the front door in the evening, and up the front stairs, where no one went until bedtime, unless there were company.
Away back under the eaves, across the joists, behind the old clothing waiting to be ripped, coloured and torn for carpet rangs and rugs, Mr.
Leon had almost every egg that had been laid on the place for a month.
NOW he'd see what he'd get for taking Laddie's! Then I stopped short.

What I thought most made me sick, but I didn't propose to lie in bed again for a year at least, for it had its bad parts as well as its good; so I went straight and whispered to Laddie.
He never looked pleased at all, so I knew I had been right.

He kissed me, and thanked me, and then said slowly: "It's mighty good of you, Little Sister, but you see it wouldn't be FAIR.

He found mine himself, so he had a right to take them.