10/14 "I mean the crime--not the cap. School's goin' to take up, I reckon. See you later, Miss Banks." He restored his cap to its accustomed place and was starting toward the door, a trifle dazed and bewildered. He halted and faced about so quickly that his reply came like a shot out of a gun. I dassent tell 'er name jest now," he went on, slowly retracing his steps, "'cause I don't want people--er her either, fer that matter--to git onter my scheme. |