No more pranks of that sort for some time, Jacky;" and Mrs.Minot looked rather pleased on the whole to have her venturesome bird safe under her maternal wing.
"No coasting till some time in January.

What a fool I was to do it! Go-bangs always are dangerous, and that's the fun of the thing.

Oh dear!" Jack threw his arms about and frowned darkly, but never said a word of the wilful little baggage who had led him into mischief; he was too much of a gentleman to tell on a girl, though it cost him an effort to hold his tongue, because Mamma's good opinion was very precious to him, and he longed to explain.

She knew all about it, however, for Jill had been carried into the house reviling herself for the mishap, and even in the midst of her own anxiety for her boy, Mrs.Minot understood the state of the case without more words.

So she now set his mind at rest by saying, quietly.
"Foolish fun, as you see, dear.