They're bound on mischief of some kind." "To us ?" asked Frank.
"Well, yes; but it'll light on Richard Lee first.

He won't say a word to us about it, but they've bothered him." "I'll ask him," said Dab, in whose face a flush was rising.

"They must let Dick alone." "They won't, then.

And there's plenty of others just like 'em.

They're getting together in a kind of a flock these last two or three days.