"They said: 'We'll nab him as he comes out, boys.'"
"Humph! What did they look like? Did you know any of them?"
"The one who said that was John Fielding, and there was another that I've seen before. He sits back of our pew at church."
"Sophs, both of them, and did you come all this way to tell me about it?"
"Why, yes, I was afraid they wanted to haze you."
"What do you know about hazing?"
"Mother told me about a young man who nearly died of pneumonia because some of the boys doused him in cold water, in a pond or something."
"And you didn't want me to have pneumonia. I won't on this occasion, I promise you. I think we can circumnavigate those fellows. I won't see Johnny-jump-up to-day."
Edna laughed. "Won't they be disappointed?"
"They will that. Now come along and let's get out of here."
"Which way shall we go?"
"Oh, we will take the back road and come out there below the MacDonald barn so they won't get a hint of our comin