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stood. Australia suffered herself to be shorn, in view of the future tempering of the wind.
"You orter been a hoss-trainer, Mr. Bob," said Mrs. Wiggs, admiringly, when the deed was accomplished; "yer voice jes' makes folks do things!"
"Not everybody, Mrs. Wiggs," he said grimly.
"Where do you suppose Billy's went with the turkentine? I declare that boy would be a good one to send after trouble! Oh, you ain't goin' to try an' wear it this a-way?" she said, as Redding insisted on putting on his coat.
As he turned to the door, a light hand touched his arm. Lucy unfastened the violets at her belt, and timidly held them toward him.
"Will you take them—to Dick?" she faltered.
He looked at her in amazement. For
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