"But I perceive it is not the first time that Travilla and Elsie have been witnesses of your skill." "No," said Elsie, laughing.

"My dear, you are good at a story, tell them what happened at breakfast this morning." Mr.Travilla complied with the request.

He was an excellent story-teller and made his narrative very entertaining.
But in the midst of their mirth a sudden awe-struck silence fell upon them.

There was a sound as of the rattling of stiffly starched robes; then a gruff voice from the hall exclaimed, "There he is, the old scalawag! Dinsmore too.

Now take good aim, Bill, and let's make sure work." Rosie was near screaming again, but catching sight of Mr.Lilburn's face, laughed instead; a little hysterical nervous laugh.
"Oh t's you again, sir!" she cried.