Isawitcominganddodgedagain，beforeIrememberedtheCrusaders。
“Allright！“Isaid。“Ifthat’sthewayyouaregoingtoact，Smarty，I’lllayalltheblameonyou；Iwon’thelpyouabit，andIdon’tcareifyouarewhippeduntilthebloodruns。“
ThenIwentoutofthebarnandslammedthedoor。ForaminuteI
feltbetter；butitwasashorttime。ISAIDthattobemean，butIdidcare。Icareddreadfully；Iwaspartlytoblame，andI
knewit。Comingaroundthebarn，ImetLaddie，andhesawinaflashIwasintrouble，sohestoppedandasked：“Whatnow，Chicken？“