"You don't suppose it was a fellow trying to collect that head money on me, do you ?" "Not in broad daylight, Hippy," smiled Grace.

"The headsman probably will perform the delicate operation of decapitating you some night when you are asleep." "Nonsense!" exclaimed Nora.

"The mountain air has made you all light-headed.

I know who it was.

It was 'Paw.' Paw has returned and was looking us over.