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REWARD OF MERIT.
"Penrod," said his mother, "what did you do with that loaf of bread Della says you took from the table ?" "Ma'am?
WHAT loaf o' bread ?" "I believe I can't let you go outdoors this afternoon," Mrs.Schofield said severely.

"If you were hungry, you know perfectly well all you had to do was to--" "But I wasn't hungry; I--" "You can explain later," Mrs.Schofield said.

"You'll have all afternoon." Penrod's heart grew cold.
"I CAN'T stay in," he protested.

"I've asked Sam Williams to come over." "I'll telephone Mrs.Williams." "Mamma!" Penrod's voice became agonized.