Jean and Helen had gone up to Norwich with Mrs.Robbins for the day, and her father was out in the apple orchard with Philemon Weaver, spraying the trees against the attacks of the gypsy moths.

Leastwise, Philemon held to spraying, but Mr.Robbins was anxious to experiment with some of the newer methods advocated by the government.
All unconscious of Kit's intentions or Shad's eagerness to abet them, the two rambled off towards the upland orchards.

Kit had started Shad after the trespasser, while she went back to telephone to Mr.Hicks.The very last thing she had said to Shad was to put the vandal in the corn-crib and stand guard over him until Mr.Hicks came.
"Don't you worry one bit, Miss Kit," the constable of Gilead Township assured her over the wire.

"I'll be there in my car in less than twenty minutes.

You folks ain't the only ones that's suffering this year from fruit thieves, and it's time we taught these high fliers from town that they can't light anywhere they like and pick what they like.