"We'll all stick.

We'll hope that Fitsey won't come back.

If he does, then we'll try to make him sorry that he returned." From the doorway of the log cabin Hen Dutcher was seen to be peering forth cautiously.
"Say, you fellows," hailed Hen complainingly, "I thought you were never coming back.

I thought you had all got scared and ran away." "Then why didn't you run away with us ?" Dave called out.
"That isn't my style," proclaimed Dutcher, throwing out his chest.

"I'm no baby." "No; you're the one hero of the whole outfit," grinned Tom.
"Did they catch old Fitsey ?" queried Hen.
"Thanks to you, Hen, they didn't," Dave answered.
"Me?
What did I have to do with the scoundrel getting away ?" demanded Dutcher, with an offended air.
"You had to turn your voice loose," Darrin informed him.