“Someone played a little joke on us,” the teacher said. “We were eating our lunch by a large oak tree when someone tossed a stone from the cliff.”
“A message was attached,” contributed Sunny. “It said—”
Jane gave her a hard nudge in the ribs. She did not want Mr. Karwhite to hear about the tree house.
Sunny subsided into silence. The superintendent did not appear to notice how quickly she had broken off.
“It must have been those boys who threw the stone,” he said. “I’ve warned ’em to behave themselves or have their park privileges denied.”
“We’re making no complaint,” Miss Gordon said quickly. “After all, it was just a little joke. Furthermore, we aren’t certain who tossed the stone. The footprints we saw on the cliff were quite large.”
“Well, if you’re annoyed again, let me know,” Mr. Karwhite invited. “I’ll not tolerate any foolishness.”
The Brownies soon said good-bye to the superintendent and started for home. Veve and Sunny lagged at the rear of the line, talking over the events of the morning.
“Maybe it was just a joke,” Veve said, walking along with her arm about Sunny’s waist. “I don’t think so though.”
“Neither do I,” agreed the other. “I’m certain that stone never was thrown by a boy.”