“Then I’ll come, too,” said Mamie, suddenly deciding to risk it.
Cricket and Eunice went slowly through the gate. Eunice looked like a high executioner.
Mamie hesitated a moment, then slowly followed after.
“I’m a-comin’,” she called, rashly, bringing her fate on her own head.
Eunice turned around very promptly.
“Cricket, please hold my eggs for me. Now, Mamie Hecker, if you step over that stick,—you’ll see.”
Mamie immediately took a step forward, keeping her eye on Eunice, intending to dodge at the last moment. Eunice stood perfectly still. She was a tall, strongly-built girl, for her age, and quite capable of carrying out her threat. Mamie Hecker had always been a thorn in her flesh, and there were a thousand provoking things in the past to punish her for.
Mamie took another step. Eunice looked indifferent. Another stop, and she stood by the stick that was her Rubicon. Eunice looked up at the sky. Mamie put her foot cautiously over the stick, ready to fly at Eunice’s first movement. Eunice seemed not to see her. Mamie took another step and was fairly over.
CRICKET AND EUNICE THREATEN TO PUNISH MAMIE.