“Die. Besides, it’s stuck on there so hard you’d have to pull it to pieces to get it off. I tried it once when I was a kid, and had to give it up.”
“I’d like to find a sea-urchin,” said Harold. “I’ve got a lot of starfish and a horse-shoe crab and some razor-clam shells and two shark eggs. I guess I’ll get that big starfish down there, too.”
“What’s the use?” asked Dick. “It’s just like those you’ve got. Let the old chap live and enjoy himself.”
“I’ll get it if I want to,” replied Harold. “Say, what did you follow me out here for, anyway?”
“Because I told your mother I’d find you and send you to her. She’s got something to say to you.”
“Sure! I suppose you went and told her a lot of lies about me.”
“You don’t suppose anything of the sort,” responded Dick quietly.
“Well, anyway, I’m not afraid of her.”
“Of course not, but you want to do what she wishes, don’t you?”
“That’s my business,” replied the other ungraciously. “I do as I please.”