his mouth, and, fixing William with a ferocious glare, said severely:
" I know you, my boy, and I know where you live.
I shall call to see your father this very evening." Then he arose with great dignity and led the recalcitrant Eglantine as best he could back to her sty. Eglantine was, considering her previous lack of exercise, almost incredibly recalcitrant. Her taste of liberty had gone to her head and her failure to win that second handful of sawdust had embittered her spirit. She butted her master in all directions, and, when he finally secured her, lay on the floor of her sty with an expression of ill-humour on her face that was almost human. Her master stood leaning over the gate and gazing at her tragically.
" Pounds she must have lost to-day," he said,
" literally pounds ! "
Meanwhile William, much shaken and battered by Eglantine and her master, was meeting the other Outlaws on the road where all of them had taken refuge. The full meaning of the situation was only just dawning on them.
" He'll tell your father an' you won't be able to go to the pantomine," said Douglas dolefully.
" An' we were going to buy a toboggan with that money," said Henry.
" Yes," said William gloomily, " an' he nearly pulled my ear3 off an' she kicked me so's I'm all bruises."
" P'raps he'll forget to tell your father," said Henry without much hope.
" No, he won't," said William. " I could tell he wouldn't by the way he pulled at my ears. It's extraordinary to me how fast my ears seem to be stuck on to my head. I bet he'd have had 'em right off if they'd been anyone else's. Then he'd 've been put in prison." The thought of this seemed to afford him a certain gloomy pleasure. " Put in prison," he repeated,