  | PAGE | | Beside Sandy, tripped the Obnoxious Kid, waving triumphantly her red and white banner | Frontispiece | | “Is this West House?” he asked | 23 | | “Got any other togs in that gripsack of yours?” | 35 | | “My name’s John Boland. What’s yours?” | 41 | | “Yo heave ho! When the wind do blow—” | 67 | | “Please don’t throw me in,” begged Claire | 79 | | “But, honest, Cal, they won’t do!” | 99 | | Ned viewed Cal’s costume with misgiving | 117 | | “Here’s a place where there’s a picket off!” | 133 | | Panic seized the company | 143 | | “Good evening. We—we came for the apples” | 173 | | “Well, it’s gone,” said Ned | 183 | | “These are ghost apples,” said the girl | 199 | | “You’re a very horrid, rude boy, Cal” | 231 | | He stopped and examined the contents of the bundle | 243 | | Sandy was toiling valiantly, chasing balls on all sides of the court | 257 | | Presently they were all seated | 273 | | Cal buys a new suit of clothes | 295 | | “We’d better settle this right now” | 311 | | Cal had his first baptism by fire | 333 | | “Why does the W look so rakish?” | 349 | | Cal knelt in front of Ned’s bureau and opened the bottom drawer | 361 |
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