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He was nowhere in sight and, turning back into the tiny room, she saw his supper still untasted in the pan where Jane had left it. Then with a terrible conviction, which turned her faint, she dropped down on the floor beside Bo'sn, who was dolefully whining again, and hugged him to her breast, crying bitterly, "They have got him! They have got him! He'll never come again!"
Bo'sn crept up to his mistress and rubbed his sides against her legs, dumbly pleading for rest and refreshment. He was very tired, for a dog, and as confused as Take-a-Stitch by these strange surroundings, and acted as if unwilling to go further afield.
This she also let down and put into it the pillow and blanket. "So he can go right straight to sleep himself without botherin' you, honey. Come, Bo'sn, you've polished that bone till it shines an' you quit. Lie right down on the door-sill, doggie, an' watch 'at nobody takes a thing out the place, though I don't know who would, that belongs to the Lane, sure enough.
Also, the lad's offer to share his breakfast with her was too tempting to be declined. As he hurried away toward his poor home, she sat down on the threshold of the warehouse before which they had talked to wait, calling after him, "Don't forget a bite for Bo'sn, Nick!" "All right!" he returned, and disappeared within his own cellar doorway. Already Glory's heart was happier.
Before she had finished, she felt a reflex grandeur from her richly attired guest and unconsciously gave her own scanty skirt an airy flirt, as if it had suddenly become of proper length and color. Giving the "Angel" a fresh embrace, she clasped its pink fingers and started to follow wherever it might lead, with Bo'sn close behind.
The Beginning of the Search "O Bo'sn, Bo'sn! Where did you leave him? You never left him before never, not once! Oh, if you could only talk!" cried poor Glory, at last lifting her head and releasing the dog whom she had hugged till he choked. His brown eyes looked back into her own pleading ones as if he, too, longed for the gift of speech and he licked her cheek as if he would comfort her.
The shadow of the stranger pausing at their door cut short her rhapsody and sent her, the table, and Bo'sn, promptly out of doors, because when any of the sailor's old cronies called to see him, there wasn't room in "the littlest house" for all.
Then, waiting just long enough to lock the tiny door and hide the key in its accustomed place, so that if the captain came home before she did he could let himself in, she started down the Lane, running at highest speed with Bo'sn keeping pace. So running, she passed the basement window where Meg-Laundress was rubbing away at her tub full of clothes and tossed that good woman a merry kiss.
By the light in the room and the hunger she felt, she knew that it must again be very late; and a feeling that her grandfather would be displeased with her indolence sent her to her feet with such speed that she awoke Bo'sn, till then slumbering soundly.
"An' when when do you think would be the soonest we might go? 'Twon't cost much to take me an' you an' Bo'sn on the boat to Staten Island. I know the way. Onct I went clear down to the ferry where they start from just a purpose to see, an' we could 'most any time. Will we go 'fore next winter, grandpa? An' yet I hate, I do hate, to leave this dear Lane.
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