CHAPTER XIX
"honor to whom honor is due"
"Don't believe him, Frank; George is bluffing, that's all!"
"It's becoming a habit with him; we were just talking of sousing him in a creek as we came along, to break him off!" exclaimed another of the runners.
"It's the old cry of 'wolf' and this time the beast has come, for I saw a head stick out from behind a tree myself!" cried Molly Manners.
"Where? Which tree, Molly? Take care what you say, or there'll be two in the swim before long!" came an excited chorus.
"Look for yourself, ninnies—just as George said, there's a man behind that big sycamore; don't you see his head moving?" demanded the accused one.
"It's true, fellows; I can see him now!" came from Ben Cloud.
"Yes, and I caught sight of the other back of that oak. Oh! say, what shall we do about it?" asked a slender chap, who looked considerably alarmed.
