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" where he couldn't keep pigs or pull people's ears off."
" Yes, but he's not in prison," said Ginger, " an' he's goin' to go'n' tell your father to-night."
" P'raps if you tell your father about your ears he'll let you go to the pantomine to make up," said Henry, vaguely consoling.
" No, he won't," said William; " you don't know my father. And he's not fond of pantomines."
" What'll we do then ? " said Henry.
" We've jus' gotter stop him goin' to my father," said William.
" How ? " said Henry.
" We've gotter think of a way," said William irritably. " You seem to 'spect me to think of a thing the minute I've said it same as if I was a sort of conj'rer. I'm not magic. I'm only yuman same as everyone else. I've s'ggested that we stop him goin' to my father. There mus' be ever so many ways. You might try to think of one."
They had reached the old barn now and sat on the floor in frowning concentration.
" Poison him," suggested Douglas at last, his face brightening.
This idea, though attractive, was considered impractical.
" Lock him up in his house till after William's been to the pantomine an' got the five shillings," suggested Henry.
" He'd break a window an' get out," said William, " an' then there'd be far worse for all of us than jus' not goin' to a pantomine. No, we've gotter think of somethin' more cunnin' than that."
" All right," said Henry, offended. " If you c'n think of a more cunnin' way than lockin' him up in his house, think of it."
" I bet I will, too," said William. " I bet I c'n find one all right, if I think long enough. People in books
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