“Why, that the freshness will be taken out of you one of these days.”
“Who’ll do it?”
“I don’t know, but I have a sure feeling that something will happen to you unless you mend your ways.”
“Stop your arguing, you two,” exclaimed Grant. “You fight all day long.”
“We’re not fighting,” laughed Fred. “That’s just the way we show how fond we are of each other.”
“Well, I must say you have a queer way of doing it,” said Grant. “I’d hate to see what you’d do if you didn’t like each other.”
“Such a thing could never happen, could it, Fred?” demanded George.
“No, I guess not. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have some one like you around to make fun of,” responded Fred.
“Who caught the big trout?” taunted George.
“Will you keep quiet about that fish?” exclaimed Fred. “All you do is talk about it from morning till night. I never want to hear of it again.”