Eugenia rolled under the bed in such mad haste that she bumped her head against the footboard, crying in an imploring tone as she disappeared, "Oh, don't eat me! Don't eat me!" Joyce scrambled up on a high chest of drawers, and from there to the top of the wardrobe, where she sat panting and looking down at the bear, who seemed surprised at his reception.

After one frightened scream, Betty buried her head in a sofa pillow like a little ostrich, and made no attempt to escape.

She seemed glued to her chair.
The Little Colonel, who had stumbled over all of the four Bobbies in her confusion, and fallen on top of them as she tried to scramble up from her knees, gave one more startled look at the intruder, and then sprang up with an angry cry.

"It's that old tramp beah that belongs to Malcolm and Keith," she exclaimed, in a great passion.

The girls had never seen her in such a fury.
"Get out of heah, mistah!" she shrieked, stamping her foot and scowling darkly.