You'll see that I've learned a lot when we go out together.

Miller will admit that I'm usually prudent, because, two weeks ago, I hit a boar and he charged me, and my rifle jammed, and I went up a tree! Wasn't that prudent ?" "Perfectly," he said gravely; "only I'd feel safer if you went up a tree in the first place and remained there.

What a child you are, anyway!" "Do you know," she confided in him, "I am a regular baby sometimes.

I do the silliest things in the woods.

Once I gave Miller the slip and went off and built a doll's house out of snow and made three snow dolls and played with them! Isn't that the silliest thing?
And another time a boar came out by the Westgate Oaks, and he was a black, hairy fellow, and so funny with his chin-whiskers all dotted with icicles that I began to say aloud: 'I swear by the beard On my chinny-chin-chin--' And of course he was off before I could pull trigger for laughing.
Isn't that foolish ?" "Adorably," he whispered.