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As if his having been coddled and wept over by a strange little girl hadn't been mortifying enough. But his own voice sounded queer to him as he tried to say, with unstammering distinctness and dignity: "You needn't carry me n-n-none, Un-un-uncle Mose. What you doin' it for? Put me d-d-down!"
Alas! at that moment the impecunious heir of all the Sturtevants was himself in anything but a whistling mood; and was thinking direful things concerning a girl with whom he had not yet exchanged a word. "The h-h-h-hateful young one! Un-un-uncle Mose said 'none o' my wor-r-ry, an' that's all he k-k-knew! Plague take her!
For a few minutes neither spoke again, then Monty suddenly asked: "How many you catch, Un-un-uncle Mose?" "Enough for breakfast. But I missed ye, sonny, I missed ye. An' I'm real glad you wasn't killed. As for that t'other one, I declare, I wish't she hadn't come.
Her mind was already wandering back into that past which held so much more of interest to this decayed gentlewoman than the present; but, wriggling under her survey of himself, the lad reminded her that Miss Maitland had also had her trials, in that: "Un-un-uncle Mose s-says she's raised s-s-s-six sev en other folks' ch-ch-ch-childern, anyhow." "Sixty-seven children!
She hain't come to your house to upset things." "G-g-glad of it!" returned this ungallant young Marsdenite. "But say, Un-un-uncle M-Mose." "Now, Monty, none o' that. I know what's afoot when any you boys begin to 'uncle' me, an' I say 'No. I ain't goin' to give up my night's rest for a fishin'-trip. You hear me?" "B-b-but, Uncle Mose!
"All right un-un-uncle!" managed Roger. Astro dropped his unit mate on a bunk like a rag doll and turned back to Tom with a shrug of his shoulders. "He'll never learn, will he?" Tom grinned at Duke. "Astro's like a big overgrown puppy." "Someone ought to put him on a leash," growled Roger, crawling out of the bunk and rubbing his ribs.
"I don't know," answered Kate, slowly. "Something dreadful ought. For before it was Aunt Eunice's secret the box was my secret, too. I was the first who should have told it, and only to her. You had no right to speak of it till I gave you leave." "Un-un-uncle Mose broke his bones, and I h-h-had to go 'round, didn't I? An' when I told about him the o-o-other j-j-j-just slipped out itself.
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