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"And so he shall, my man, and other neighbours will help you too. I'll make Dick's thirty shillings a hundred guineas." "Well, I can't do that, Hickathrift," said Farmer Tallington; "but if ever you want to borrow twenty guineas come to me; and there's my horse and sled to lead wood wheniver you like, and a willing hand or two to help."
It was only when Mac had marched off, glowering still, and sternly refusing to meet Kaviak's tearful but grateful eyes it was only then, bending over the sled and making fast the furs, that Father Wills, all to himself, smiled a little. It wasn't until they were in sight of the smoke from the Little Cabin that Mac slackened his pace.
"I never get tired, either," announced Dot, from the sled where she was comfortably tucked on and being pulled along by patient Meg. "That's 'cause you're too young to work," said Meg bluntly, giving the rope such a sudden pull that Dot nearly went over backward.
And what he had seen, that brought back to his mind something that he had nearly forgotten, was the sight of an elderly gentleman driving past the school in a sled. It was aged Mr. Carford, whose runaway team Bert had helped stop that day on the hill. "Will you let me call in Mr. Carford?" asked Bert of the principal. "Call in Mr. Carford?" repeated Mr. Tetlow in some surprise. "What for?"
Rolf did not know till now how tired he was, how eager to deliver the heartening message, and to relax a little from the strain. He felt weak through and through. There could be no doubt that a disaster had befallen his country's arms. His first care was to get out of sight with his sled and those precious despatches. Now what should he do? Nothing till he had fuller information.
"Here is a large and strong sled that will carry double, and you might trust yourself with me, though a regiment of horse were paraded down below." "But are we not a little too old for such an amusement, in the streets of a large town, Mr. Ten Eyck?" I answered, doubtingly, looking round me in an uncertain manner, as one who did not like to adventure, even while he hesitated to refuse.
Nor had broad daylight power to shake the purpose of the night. Too long had the trappers brooded upon the story of the White Squaw. Victor knew his men so well too; while they breakfasted he used every effort to encourage them. He literally herded them on by dint of added detail and well-timed praise of the woman's beauty. And after the meal the sled was prepared. Victor was chief adviser.
The pitch of the Corbury road, below lawyer Varnum's spruces, was the favourite coasting-ground of Starkfield, and on clear evenings the church corner rang till late with the shouts of the coasters; but to-night not a sled darkened the whiteness of the long declivity.
"Mebbe for you, lads; but it wouldn't bear me, and I couldn't get along the boat nor yet a sled." Tom had already seated himself, and was putting on his skates, while Dick immediately began to follow suit, with the result that in five minutes both were ready and all past troubles forgotten.
"Well, yes," said Sam, "I would tell his bibulous majesty, if he were in the habit of imbibing moisture of a fiery kind, that on one of our long journeys with our dogs I had with me on my sled, for purposes that need not concern his majesty, a bottle of the strongest wine.
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