There's no use in piling it on quite so thick," Jack interposed mildly.

"I kinda like the kid sometimes.
Yesterday, when I took her part way up the bluff, she acted almost human.

On the dead, she did!" "Kill the traitor! Down with him! Curses on the man who betrays us!" growled Wally, waving his cigarette threateningly.
Whereupon Gene and Clark seized the offender by heels and shoulders, and with a brief, panting struggle heaved him bodily off the porch.
"Over the cliff he goes--so may all traitors perish!" Wally declaimed approvingly, drawing up his legs hastily out of the way of Jack's clutching fingers.
"Say, old Peppajee's down at the stable with papa," Donny informed them breathlessly.

"I told Marie to put him right next to Vadnie if he stays to supper--and, uh course, he will.

If mamma don't get next and change his place, it'll be fun to watch her; watch Vad, I mean.