"Ain’t it fun![fun!]" whooped the urchin. "Oh, dear me! I don’t believe I ever had so much fun!"
"I’ll kill you!" screamed Uric, kicking wildly, regardless of the danger of falling.
"Oh, I’m just foolin’ with you," said the freckled youngster. "Can’t you stand a joke?"
"If you throw another——"
Whiz!—Spat!
The third egg struck Uric[Uric] on the forehead and spattered into his eyes. The dangling target yelled again, but his cries were choked, for the fourth egg hit him fairly in the mouth.
"He! he! he!" shrieked the boy. "This is more’n five cents’ worth of fun! Kicked me for a joke, didn’t ye? Pushed me into the brook for a joke, hey? Well, take that! and that! and that!"
The eggs flew thick and fast now, and hardly one missed the unfortunate wretch in the tree. The dog barked and the boy laughed, while Uric could scarcely groan.
Of a sudden, the dog pricked up its ears, faced off toward the north, and barked.
"Somebody comin’, Tige?" said the boy quickly. "Well, we’re pretty near done with this job. Here go the last two eggs. Can’t miss with them."