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  Mary-’Gustastampedherfootintriumph。“Thenitwasn’tDavid,“
  shesaid。“Itwasn’tDavidatall。’Twassomebodyelse’scat,Mr。
  Bacheldor。“
  “Somebodyelse’snothin’!Don’tyousupposeIknow——“
  “Holdon!Heaveto,Ab。Mary-’Gusta,howdoyouknow’twasn’tourcat?“
  “’Cause——’causeDavidwaswithmefromfouro’clocktillmostfive;
  that’show。Hewasinthe——inourhousewithme。So,“
  triumphantly,“hecouldn’thavebeenanywhereelse,couldhe?“
  Conandhisfatherbothbeganaprotest,butShadrachcutitshort。
  “Keepstill,formercysakes,“heordered。“Thisain’tShoutin’
  Methodistcampmeetin’。Let’sgetsoundin’shere。Now,Mary-
  ’Gusta,yousaythecatwaswithyoufromfourtillfive;you’resureofthat?“
  “Yes,sir。IknowbecauseMr。Chasehadgoneoutandweknewhewouldn’tbebackuntilfive’causehesaidhewouldn’t。Sowelookedattheclockbeforewewentin。“
  “Wentin?Wentinwhere?“
  Thegirlhungherhead。Itwasevidentthattheanswertothisquestionwasoneshedreadedtomake。Butshemadeit,nevertheless。
  “Beforewewentinto——intotheparlor,“shesaid,faintly。
  CaptainShadwastheonlyoneofherhearerswhograspedthefullsignificanceofthisconfession。No,therewasoneother,andheturnedredandthenwhite。
  “Theparlor?“repeatedtheCaptain,slowly。“Thebestparlor?“
  “Ye-yes,sir。“
  “Doyoumeanyouwentintothebestparlorovertoourhouseand——
  ANDTOOKTHATCATINWITHYOU?“
  “Yes,sir。“
  “Well,Iswantoman!DidyouforgetwhatItoldyouwouldhappenifyouwentintothatparloragain?Andespeciallyifyouluggedthatcatin?Didyouforgetthat?“
  “N-no,sir。Ididn’tforgetit。You——yousaidIcouldn’tgotothepicnic。“
  Shadrachshookhishead。“Well,“hegroaned,“ifthisdon’tbeatthenation!Whatunderthesundidyoudoitfor?“
  “’Cause——’causewewantedtoplaypirateswith——withtheswordsandthings,“falteredMary-’Gusta。“AndwetookDavid’causehewasgoin’tobeoneofthepassengersontheshipwetook。But,“withasuddenreturntothemainpointatissue,“thatprovesDavidwasn’tthecathesaw,theonethatstolehischicken。“
  TheCaptainlookedather。“Byfire,itdoes,that’sright,“hemuttered。AbnerBacheldorroaredinindignation。
  “Itdon’tprovenothin’,“hecried。“Allitprovesisthatthekid’saliar。She’slyin’so’stosavethatdummedthiefofacat。
  Allkids’llliewhentheythinktheycanmakesomethin’outofit。“
  Shadrachgrunted。“Maybeso,“hesaid,“butIain’tcaughtthisoneinaliesofar。AndIdoubtifshe’slyin’now。Now,Mary-’Gusta,isthereanywayyoucanproveyouwasinthatparlor,and——what’shisname——Davidwasthereatthetimeyousay?Isthere?“
  AgainMary-’Gustahesitated。Hereyeswanderedaboutthefacesintheroom,untiltheirgazeresteduponthefaceofJimmieBacheldor。
  AndJimmielookedwhiteandscared。
  “N-no,sir,I——Iguessnot,“shefaltered。
  “Iguessnot,too,“declaredCon,withasarcasticlaugh。
  ButtheCaptainwassuspicious。Hehadseenthechild’slook。
  “Holdon,“hecommanded。“There’smoretothisthanablindmancouldseethroughaboardfence。Mary-’Gusta,wasthereanybodyelseexceptDavidinthatparloralongwithyou?Wasthere?“
  Mary-’Gustalookedatthefloor。
  “Yes,sir,“shefaltered。
  “So?Ikindofhadanideatheremightbe。Whowasit?“
  Againthelookandthen:“I——Iain’tgoin’totell。“
  Conlaughedoncemore。“Youbetsheain’t,“heexclaimed。“Shecan’t。Thewholeyarn’salie。Don’tpaynoattentiontoit,Pop。“
  Shadrachturnedsharplyinhisdirection。“I’Mpayin’attentiontoit,“hesnapped,“andthat’senough。Soyouain’tgoin’totell,Mary-’Gusta,eh?Remembernow,ifyoudotellit’llproveyourstory’strueandDavid’llcomeoutontop。Thinkitover。“
  EvidentlyMary-’Gustawasthinkingitover。Hereyesfilledwithtears,butsheshookherhead。
  TheCaptainlookeddownather。“Keepin’mum,eh?“hesaid。“Well,that’sallright。Ical’latewe’reprettygoodguessers,someofus,anyway。Jim,“withasuddenlookstraightattheyoungestmemberofhisneighbor’sfamily,whowasfidgetingwithhisspoonandactingremarkablynervous,“whathaveyougottosay?Haveagoodtimeinthatparlorplayin’pirates,didyou?“
  Jimmiegasped。Thesuddennessoftheattackknockedhisdefensesflat。Hegurgled,stammered,andthenbrokeintoawailofdistress。
  “I——Ididn’tmeanto,“hesobbed,wildly。“’Twasher。Shesaiddoit;Inever。I——I——“
  “Why,JimmieBacheldor!“exclaimedMary-’Gusta,shockedintoprotestbyherfellowculprit’sdistortionofthetruth。“Howcanyousayso!Whatastory!Youknow——“
  “Iguessheknows,“brokeinShadrach。“AndIcal’lateIknow,too。
  Nowthen,Jim,whattimewasitwhenyoulookedattheclock?Shutup,Abner,lettheboyanswer。Tellus,Jim;nobody’llhurtyou。“
  “It——itwasfouro’clock,“holleredJimmie,inagony。“I——Ineverdoneitapurpose。Iwon’tdosonomore。“
  “No,Idon’tcal’lateyouwill。Cal’lateyouwon’thaveachance。
  Well,Ab,Iguesswe’veprovedourclient’scase。Nexttimeyougooutcatshootin’youbetterbesureyou’regunnin’fortherightone。Comeon,Mary-’Gusta。“
  ConBacheldorsprangtohisfeet。
  “Pop,“heshouted,“beyougoin’tolet’emgothisway?Andthatcatstealin’ourchickensrightalong。Ain’tyougoin’totell’emyou’llkillthecritternexttimehecomesonourland?“
  Abnerwassilent。Heseemedoddlyanxioustoseethelastofhisvisitors。ItwastheCaptainwhospoke。
  “No,Con,“hesaid,crisply,“heain’tgoin’totellmethat。AndyoulistenwhileItellYOUsomethin’。Ifthatcatofoursgetshurtordon’tshowupsometimeI’llknowwho’sresponsible。Andthen——well,thenmaybeI’LLgogunnin’。Goodnight,allhands。“
  AllthewaybackacrossthefieldsandthroughthegrovetheCaptainwassilent。Mary-’Gustaclingingtohishandwassilenttoo,dreadingwhatsheknewwassuretofollow。WhentheyenteredthekitchenShadrachturnedtoher:
  “Well,Mary-’Gusta,“hesaid,“I’mgladyourcat’sturnedouttobenochickenthief,but——butthatdon’talterwhatyoudid,doesit?“
  “No,sir,“stammeredthegirl。
  “No,I’mafraiditdon’t。Itoldyouwhatwouldhappenifyouwentintothatparlor,andyouwentjustthesame。Ical’lateyouknowwhattoexpect,don’tyou?“
  “Ye-yes,sir,“inalowtone。“YoumeanIcan’tgototheSundayschoolpicnic。“
  Shadrachclearedhisthroat。Hewasnotenjoyingthisepisode,asamatteroffacthisunhappinesswasalmostaskeenasthechild’s。
  Butasaboyhehadbeenrearedintheold-fashionedway,andhefeltthathehadadutytoperform。
  “I’mafraidthat’swhatImean,“hesaid,gravely。“Nowsetdownandhaveyoursupper。“
  Mary-’Gustatriedhardtobebrave,butthedisappointmentwastoogreat。Thetearsstreameddownhercheeksandsheranfromtheroom。Shadrachstrodeafterher。
  “Here!“hecalled。“Mary-’Gusta,whereareyougoin’?Comebackandhaveyoursupper。“
  ButMary-’Gustadidnotcomeback。Shewasalreadyonthestairs。
  “I——Idon’twantanysupper,“shesobbed。“Please,oh,PLEASEdon’tmakemeeatit。“
  TheCaptainhesitated,turnedback,andjerkedhisownchairtothetable。