"I won't!" said Hugh John, with deepest conviction.
"And I'll give you the mother too," continued Cissy; "she is a perfect darling, and won a prize at the last Edam show. It was only a second, but everybody said that she ought by rights to have had the first. Yes, and she would have got it too—only that the other old hen was a cousin of the judge's. That wasn't fair, was it?"
"Certainly not!" said Hugh John, with instant emphasis.
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE GIPSY CAMP.
