So Carolyn might have followed a much worse example than that set by her dog. Sade continued to make faces; but finding the other armoured against that she went to other extremes. The red-haired girl dared not come to close quarters. She was not above pulling Carolyn's hair, or snatching her hair ribbons away, or even slapping her. And there were plenty of missiles lying about to fling at the girl whom Sade considered "too stuck up to live!" But there was Prince. Prince had never been seen to bite anybody--not even a cat, though he delighted to chase them. But he had such a threatening aspect when Carolyn appeared to be in danger that it was a legend in the block that the mongrel had fairly "chewed up" several tramps and a big fat policeman. It was known that a man delivering coal at the apartment where Carolyn lived had offered to put a very black hand upon Carolyn's clean dress, and when she squealed half in fear and half in fun, Prince had growled terribly and showed a set of fearsome teeth which made the coal man hastily retreat. Therefore the red-haired girl had a hearty respect for Prince. This did not keep her on this afternoon from aping Carolyn from the safe side of the street, walking as Carolyn was supposed to walk, "with her nose in the air," picking her way daintily over the crossing, and otherwise suggesting that Carolyn felt herself to be too good and much too "stuck up" to yield her attention to ordinary folk. Carolyn May's face reddened and her eyes flashed, the hot rage of her glance quite burning up the tear drops that started involuntarily. The impudent Sade was followed by an ever increasing rabble of children, much amused by the gyrations of the impish one and even more entertained by the evident annoyance it caused Carolyn May. They strung out behind her and her dog, after turning the corner into the avenue, in a sidewalk procession. The red-haired girl was now on the same side of the street as her victim. First she was ahead of Carolyn, then beside her, then behind her, almost walking in her steps. The impish behaviour of Sade caused many of the passers-by to smile. Carolyn really felt bad! She could not reply to Sade's impudence in kind. Not a word was said, and therefore the retort stinging was denied her. And of course she would not attempt to strike the red-haired girl. If she quickened her steps the rabble would keep up. And Carolyn May was no coward. She would not run from her enemy. But she was so confused when she came to the corner of the block on which was the delicatessen store, that, without thinking, she crossed over directly toward the store where the white bulldog lived.