He is a soft old bird, anyway." "Do you mean you are going to lie to him ?" asked Gordon.
"Oh, you are sappy! All fellows lie to their governors," declared Ferdy, easily.

"Why, I wouldn't have any fun at all if I did not lie.

You stay with me a bit, my son, and I'll teach you a few useful things." "Thank you.

I have no doubt you are a capable teacher," sniffed Gordon; "but I think I won't trouble you." That evening, as Keith was coming from his work, he took a cross-cut through the fields and orchard, and under an overshadowing tree he came on Ferdy and Euphronia.

They were so deeply engaged that Keith hastily withdrew and, making a detour, passed around the orchard to the house.
At supper Mrs.Tripper casually inquired of her daughter where she had been, a remark which might have escaped Keith's observation had not Ferdy Wickersham answered it in some haste.
"She went after the cows," he said, with a quick look at her, "and I went fishing, but I did not catch anything." "I thought, Phrony, I saw you in the orchard," said her mother.
Wickersham looked at her quickly again.
"No, she wasn't in the orchard," he said, "for I was there." "No, I wasn't in the orchard this evening," said Euphronia.