And thither we all resorted at sunset . `` I hope Felix will beat , '' said the Story Girl to me , `` not only for the family honour , but because that was a mean , mean prayer of Peter 's . Do you think he will ? '' `` I do n't know , '' I confessed dubiously . `` Felix is too fat . He 'll get out of breath in no time . And Peter is such a cool customer , and he 's a year older than Felix . But then Felix has had some practice . He has fought boys in Toronto . And this is Peter 's first fight . '' `` Did you ever fight ? '' asked the Story Girl . `` Once , '' I said briefly , dreading the next question , which promptly came . `` Who beat ? '' It is sometimes a bitter thing to tell the truth , especially to a young lady for whom you have a great admiration . I had a struggle with temptation in which I frankly confess I might have been worsted had it not been for a saving and timely remembrance of a certain resolution made on the day preceding Judgment Sunday . `` The other fellow , '' I said with reluctant honesty . `` Well , '' said the Story Girl , `` I think it does n't matter whether you get whipped or not so long as you fight a good , square fight . '' Her potent voice made me feel that I was quite a hero after all , and the sting went out of my recollection of that old fight . When we arrived behind the granary the others were all there .
Cecily was very pale , and XXXXX and Peter were taking off their coats .
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