I remember I saw one drop of blood at its beak, and remember how glad I was that the bird was in effect dead, so that a trying scene would soon be ended.
"Stop this at once!" cried the girl, raising an imperative hand.

"Aren't you ashamed, all of you?
Look, look at this!" She held out the dying bird in her hand.

"Judge Reeves," she cried, "what are you doing there ?" Our decisive referee grew suddenly abashed.

"Ah--ah, my dear young lady--my very dear young lady," he began.
"Captain Stevenson," exclaimed the girl, whirling suddenly on my second, "stop this at once! I'm ashamed of you." "Now, now, my dear Miss Ellen," began Stevenson, "can't you be a good fellow and run back home?
We're off the reservation, and really--this, you see, is a judge of the Supreme Court! We're doing nothing unlawful." He motioned toward Judge Reeves, who looked suddenly uncomfortable.
Major Williams added his counsel.

"It is a little sport between Captain Orme and Mr.Cowles, Miss Ellen." "Sport, great sport, isn't it ?" cried the girl, holding out her drabbled hands.