CHAPTER V. THE SHOW
The Outlaws sat around the old barn, plunged in deep thought. Henry, the oldest member (aged 12¼) had said in a moment of inspiration:
“ Let’s think of—sumthin’ else to do—sumthin’ quite fresh from what we’ve ever done before.”
And the Outlaws were thinking.
They had engaged in mortal combat with one another, they had cooked strange ingredients over a smoking and reluctant flame with a fine disregard of culinary conventions, they had tracked each other over the country-side with gait and complexions intended to represent those of the aborigines of South America, they had even turned their attention to k********g (without any striking success), and these occupations had palled.
In all its activities the Society of Outlaws (comprising four members) aimed at a simpl
