“After—after I did—that?”
“What?”
“You know—to Billy?”
“Oh, yes, Dick—yes! I know you didn’t mean to hurt Billy.”
“It didn’t hurt him, Felicia.”
“But it frightened him.”
“I couldn’t help it,” the boy declared. “He was standing there asleep. I found the old tin can, and I thought what fun it would be to hitch it to his tail. Then I got a string, tied it to the pail, made a loop, and slipped it onto Billy’s tail.”
“It’s a wonder Billy didn’t kick you.”
“He would if anybody else had tried the trick, but I don’t suppose he thought I’d do such a thing. I betrayed Billy’s confidence in me.”
“You won’t do it again, will you, Dick?”