And I saw Eugenia go sailing up the road as fast as her horse could carry her, with Keith after her, swinging on to those two long black braids of hers.

You see Lloyd had the advantage of us with her short hair.

They couldn't scalp her so easily; but Malcolm chased after her like all possessed." "Maybe you think it wasn't excitin'," said the Little Colonel.

"I felt like a real suah 'nuff Indian was aftah me, and I screeched bloody murdah till you could have heard me almost to the old mill." "I should say she did!" giggled Joyce.

"The way Tarbaby got over the ground was something to remember, and the way Lloyd yelled would have made a wild coyote take to its heels.