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It was not a difficult matter to get the two out of the water safely; indeed, any one more sensible than poor Bildy could have lifted the child onto thicker ice, after wading some paces in the water. Both were shivering with cold and drenched with water, which froze on their clothes during their hurried progress home to bed. The after-effects were not serious, as far as Doddy was concerned.
Doddy was almost a baby not more than four, and quite small of his age; but he soon discovered that he had a slave at his beck and call in the spellbound Bildy. The man seemed to worship the little fellow.
"Sleepin' i' the hoose o' God!" cried Bildy. "Yon's nae the place to sleep in! I waggit my fist, an' I sair fleggit him!" Bildy evidently congratulated himself on having so successfully "sore frighted" the delinquent that he would never dare to behave so badly again. Bildy's respect for Val never waned.
After that the conversation would almost invariably run thus: "Did you see Father Fleming on Sunday, Bildy?" "Aye, aye! He's the boy! Father Fleming's the boy!" Next to the old widow, Bildy loved the cow. She was his particular charge, and he was soon on intimate terms with her.
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