It would not be pleasant to face Dickies mother after she had acquired this knowledge.
First the Lancers wi' their dickies stickin' ootside their waistcoats.
Dickies description of what was going to happen recurred to him poignantly.
For the first time, the echo of Dickies agreement failed to materialize.
Just then Ruth happened to notice something smoking in Dickies hand.
Red as the cherry went Dickies face, and he marched stiffly past without reply.
Perhaps the girl on the gatepost felt the slight of Dickies unappreciative glance, perhaps not.
The conceited beggar of the deep blue eyes was trying to toss cherries into Dickies open mouth.
Had Dickies courage failed him, had he taken to the woods, or was he upbraiding her of the gatepost for the sin of conceit?
On the mantel in Dickies room, propped against a tobacco jar, was a photograph of a girl with fluffy hair and pouting lips.