Madge looked a little reproachful.
"O Tommy, it must have hurt him dreadfully."
Tommy chuckled.
"'Spect it did tickle him a bit," he said, looking cautiously round the corner.
The man had resumed work and the hum of the wheel filled the barn.
Tommy selected another portion of the man's anatomy and let fly a little harder.
There was a shout and a sound of muttered exclamation in the barn below them, as Tommy backed into the hay with quiet enjoyment.
As they listened they could hear the man stumping round the barn, swearing softly, and presently he was joined by some one else, for a loud voice broke into his grumbling.
"What the dickens are you doing, Jake?"