CHAPTER IX
WHEN PATIENCE SLIPS
F I ever catch you touching my can of worms again, I'll—I'll—" words apparently failed Jack and he began to sputter.
"Got him, Jack?" the doctor leaped the hedge lightly and ran diagonally across the lawn to the back of the Welles's house.
"Him?" growled Jack in disgust. "Him! Look at this—" and he flashed a pocket light that revealed to the astonished Doctor Hugh the tear-streaked face of Sarah.
"For the love of Mike!" gasped her brother. "Have you been taking Jack's worms?"
"Yes she has," Jack answered for her. "She's been dumping the can out every night. And if she does it again I'll shake her if she is a girl."
"Hold on, hold on," said Doctor Hugh pacifically. "Let's get the hang of this; why did you empty Jack's can of worms, Sarah?"
"It—it hurts them to be jabbed with a hook," wept Sarah.