CHAPTER XV
JOE OVERHEARS SOMETHING
“Are you the boys who threw the baseball through my kitchen window into my kettle of apple sauce?” demanded Mrs. Peterkin, as she confronted the two culprits.
“I threw it,” admitted Joe.
“But we didn’t know it went into the apple sauce,” added Tom.
“Nor through the window,” spoke Joe for want of something better to say. “It was a wild throw.”
“Humph!” exclaimed the irate lady. “I don’t know what kind of a throw it was but I know I was wild when I saw my kitchen. I never saw such a sight in all my born days—never! You come and look at it.”
“If—if you please I’d rather not,” said Joe quickly. “I’ll pay you whatever damages you say, but I—I——”
“I just want you to see that kitchen!” insisted Mrs. Peterkin. “It’s surprising how mischievous boys can be when they try.”