The boy on the outside, who was strong for his years, braced
himself and gave a mighty wrench of the other child's stout
extremities. Jimmy howled in pain and gave his friend an
energetic kick.
"Lemme go!" he shrieked, "you old impe'dunt backbiter. I'm going
to tell Miss Minerva you pulled my legs out by the roots."
A small portion of the prisoner's blouse was visible. Billy
caught hold of it and gave a strong jerk. There was a sound of
ripping and tearing and the older boy fell sprawling on his back
with a goodly portion of the younger child's raiment in his
hands.
"Now see what you done," yelled the victim of his energy, "you
ain't got the sense of a buffalo gnat. Oh! oh! This hole is
'bout to cut my stomach open."
"Hush, Jimmy!" warned the other child. "Don't make so much
noise. Aunt Minerva'll hear you."
"I want her to hear me," screamed Jimmy. "You'd like me to stay
stuck in a chicken hole all night. Oh! oh! oh!"
The noise did indeed bring Billy's aunt out on a tour of
investigation.
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