"We were playing 'Blue Beard,' Daddy,--an' you came just like the brother." "So you've been Blue Beard, have you, Sally Ann ?--then I must have the pleasure of cutting you into ribbons." Herbert Cary's shining saber flashed half out of its scabbard and then, laughing, he slapped it back with a clank.
"Sally Ann," he announced, "I'm going to turn you into Sister Anne for a while.

You run up to Miss Hallie's room and sit by the window where you can watch the road and woods.

If you see anything--soldiers, I mean--" "Oh, Herbert!" cried his wife in anguish.
"S-s-sh!" he whispered.

"Go along, Sally Ann.

If you see anyone at all report to me at once.