I can't let you stay in my woods, he said aloud.
Very well then - shall I come and live in your house?
replied the boy.
Van cheele thought about his quiet, tidy house. No, he did not want this strange, wild boy at all. Of course, the boy was joking.... but Van cheele was not amused.
If you don't go away, he said, I shall havve to call the police
At once the boy turned and jumped head-first into the pool. A moment later, his shining, wet body landed half-way up the grassy bank where Van Cheele was standing. Van Cheele stepped backwards. His foot slipped on the wet grass and he fell. He found himself lying on the grass with those