"Not now, Will, I'm busy—I can't find something. I'll sew 'em on to-morrow."
"Yes, around noon. We fellows are going off early. There may be a bear or two up here, and we brought our guns, you know."
"I can't bother."
"Then Amy will," said the boy. "Say 'yes,' Amy, and I'll give you a lovely box of chocolates, with a pink ribbon on!"
"Will Ford!" cried Grace, striding up to him. "Give me my candy this instant!"
"Your candy?" Will pretended much surprise.
"Yes, certainly, my candy. The box of Walford's papa gave me!"
She pulled his hand from behind his back and there was revealed the missing box of confections.
"There it is!" Grace cried. "I knew he had my candy!"
"Your candy? Say, Sis, if it's yours, how in the world did it get in my suitcase, I'd like to know?"