"D-D-Darn," Jerry sobbed out.
"Darn!" said Mr. Phillips, puzzled. "I say darn, too, but who was it?"
"It was Darn Darner," Danny told him.
"Oh!" exclaimed Mr. Phillips. "That scalawag!"
"He said his father said so," Nora explained.
"That will have to be looked into," Mr. Phillips remarked. "Now you children climb into the buggy and I will take you home. I want to have a talk with your mother."
"She's not to home," said Chris.
"Mebbe she'll be back," observed Nora, looking at the sun. "It's gettin' on towards supper time."
"We'll see," was Mr. Phillips' only comment as he placed Jerry on the front seat and helped Celia Jane in beside him.
Danny and Chris and Nora, in the meantime, had climbed into the back seat. Mr. Phillips clucked to the horses and they trotted off into town.