His punishment would come soon enough, and it would be quite as terrible as Arthur was able to bear.

By dint of a good deal of coaxing, and pushing, and scolding, he finally got Archie and Johnny on their blankets again, and just then the traitor came up.

His face wore a triumphant smile, that was exceedingly irritating to the three boys just then, and he approached them with as much assurance as though he had never in his life been guilty of a mean action.
"I have been out enjoying the cool breeze," said he, not noticing the angry glances that were directed toward him.
"Put it all in, while you are about it," exclaimed Johnny.

"Say that you have been holding a consultation with Pierre, in regard to our escape to-night." Arthur turned very red in the face, and took a step or two backward, as if Johnny had aimed a blow at him; and then, somewhat recovering himself, he opened his eyes, puckered up his lips, and looked from one to the other of his companions, with an expression of intense astonishment.
"How, now, Innocence!" exclaimed Archie.

"You're a nice looking fellow.
Go away from here." "Why, boys," stammered Arthur, "I do not understand you.