"Yes, I see;" and Royal turned the egg round thoughtfully for a moment, then suddenly put it down, and started off towards his wagon on a run.
"Land sakes!" called out Rhoda; "what's come to you all at once to set off like that?"
"Muskrats!" shouted Royal, with a laugh as he jumped into the wagon.
"Ben a-settin' traps for 'em, eh?"
Royal nodded as he went rattling down the driveway.
"Did Royal Purple bring the eggs?" asked Elsie Lloyd, a little later.
"His name ain't Purple; it's Purcel," corrected Rhoda, innocently.
Elsie giggled. "Well, did Royal Purcel bring the eggs?" she asked.
"Yes, there they be."
"Oh, oh! aren't they beauties?"