"Not a bit," said Annie, laughter in her eyes.
"And there's farmer Granger's bull-dog, and perhaps the bull himself may be in the four acre field; but you won't mind," continued Kitty.
"Not a bit, not a bit."
"Well, let's run down into this little dell. I'll start you from the wicket gate at the end of the dell."
"It sounds quite Pilgrim's Progressy," said Annie.
"Annie," said Kitty, in an ecstatic whisper, "is it to be a secret?"
"Of course; if you dare to reveal it my knight shall execute vengeance on you."
"Oh, Annie!" said Kitty, "I do love you; its so perfectly delicious to have a secret."
"Well, see you keep this one faithfully. Now we have come to the wicket gate. How shall I go? Can I see the bull from here?"
"No."