Ready....

Fire!" The ambuscade was perfectly successful; the nurse halted and looked up, expressing herself definitely upon the manners and customs of the twins; the boy, who appeared to be amazingly agile, seized a swinging wistaria vine, clambered up the wall, and, clinging to the outside of the iron railing, informed Scott that he would punch his head when a pleasing opportunity presented itself.
"All right," retorted Scott; "come in and do it now." "That's all very well for you to say when you know I can't climb over this railing!" "I'll tell you what I'll do," said Scott, thrilled at the chance of another boy on the grounds even if he had to fight him; "I'll tell you what!" sinking his voice to an eager whisper; "You run away from your nurse as soon as you get into the Park and I'll be at the front door and I'll let you in.

Will you ?" "Oh, _please_!" whispered Geraldine; "and bring your sister, too!" The boy stared at her knickerbockers.

"Do _you_ want to fight my sister ?" he asked.
"I?
Oh, no, no, no.

You can fight Scott if you like, and your sister and I will have such fun watching you.