never heard a donkey bray as far as she knew, yet he emitted the most lifelike donkey noises in a peculiarly offensive way. As an afterthought he put on the secret look that meant the name of Uncle Zotsby's dog. Sara stamped her foot as per schedule.
"You tell me or I'll tell Mother," she threatened. "You gave him five cents for it," she wheedled. "I'll give you five cents."
"Nope," responded Robert.
"I'll give him five cents for it. I got five cents in my bank. I got seven cents," she asserted as she started forth.
"You come back here, Sara Marcey," screamed her brother. "You come back here and leave Ted Jennings alone. This ain't for girls to buy. This ain't for girls to know!" His face was red, deep excitement held him.
Sara, proud of having "gotten Robert's goat," as the Tobey children vulgarly phrased it, continued on her way. Robert dashed into the house.
"Mother!" he called. "Mother! Call her back, don't let her go! She's going after Ted Jennings, she's going to get something from him no little girl ought to know!"
"How do you know, Robert!" Alice inquired. He stubbed his toe on the floor.
"Oh, I know," he said darkly, and then he called, "You come back, Sara Marcey, Mother says so!"
At sight of her mother also leaning over the veranda and beckoning, Sara stopped and slowly retraced her way.
"What was it Sara was going to get?" questioned Alice the inquisitor.
"Something," replied Robert, flushing darkly.
"Was she going to buy it?"
"Yes."
