"Except some of the green stuff that I rubbed in with the black," answered Stacy in a jeering voice. "Why don't you come up here if you want to get me?"
"I believe I will, at that."
"If you do, you will get a kick in the face," threatened Chunky.
"You haven't any boots on. You can't hurt me."
"No, but I can dig with my toes. If you don't believe me just come up here and try me. I dare you to come up! I double-dare you to come up here. Ya, ya, ya! 'Fraid-cat, 'fraid-cat!" taunted Stacy.
The others were laughing. Ned's face was flushed.
"I'll show you whether I can get you down. We shall see whether I am a 'fraid-cat or not."
Rector ran to his tent, reappearing at few seconds later with an axe, Stacy in the meantime following the movements of the other boy with anxious eyes.