“Well, you won’t tell any one, Chesty?”
“No,” answered the other eagerly. Sam leaned across and whispered in his ear.
“I pried the screen off——”
“Yes, I saw that.”
“Tied my shoe laces together and lowered myself to the ground! Quite simple, you see.”
“Tied your——Oh, cut it out, Sammy, and tell me!”
“All right, Chesty. After I ate my dinner I hid myself in the sugar-bowl, drew the lid on and Perkins carried me out on the tray. He never suspected, Chesty!”
“Oh, don’t be a fool!” said Chester crossly. “Can’t you tell a fellow?” Sam shook his head.
“No, Chesty,” he said solemnly, “that’s something you’ll never know.”