8/32 I don't wish to be chased about by a boar." "They never bother people," he protested. "What are you going to do with that rifle, Geraldine ?" "My nerve has gone," she confessed, laughing; "I prefer to have it with me when I take walks. It's really safer," she added seriously to Kathleen. "Miller says that a buck deer can be ugly, too." "Oh, Lord!" said her brother, laughing; "it's only because you're the prettiest thing ever, in that hunting dress! Don't tell me; and kindly be careful where you point that rifle." "As if I needed instructions!" retorted his sister. "I wish I could see a boar--a big one with a particularly frightful temper and tusks to match." "I'll bet you that you can't kill a boar," he said in good-humoured disdain. |