But I really did not feel quite so saucy as I
talked, for if they hadn't been regular cowards they could have made me
lots of trouble, I guess; and when I saw the professor's big white
helmet coming through the trees, I tell you I was glad! I called out,
"Don't mind the men, sir, I've got 'em covered with the gun!" and at
that they gave one look at him, and ran for the woods. He stood still
and looked after them as surprised as anything; but when I told him all
about it, he laughed and laughed in that still, funny way he has, and
said he guessed he didn't make any mistake when he chose his companion;
and I thought perhaps he meant to praise me, but I'm not sure. This is
all about the tramps.
Good-by, Morton.
P.S.--I've torn my pants; but the professor says, "Never mind, there's
more where they came from," and he looked at me kinder winkey when he
said it, for you know they were made out of his old ones. This time it
is really
Good-by, Morton.
Sara was so proud of these letters that she could not resist showing
them to Madame Grandet and Mrs. Macon, both of whom were greatly amused.
"He has evidently gotten into Henry's good graces, as well as his old
clothes!" laughed the latter. "The boy is like you, Sara, he doesn't
know how brave he is.
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