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I must hurry an' finish it, then off to peanuttin'," pondered the child, and watched the blind man making his way, so surely and safely, around the corner into the next street, with Bo'sn walking proudly ahead, what tail he had pointing skyward and his one good ear pricked forward, intent and listening.
If he were at home, Glory meant to coax him elsewhere; or, if he would not go, then she would remain and use her own influence against that of this dangerous stranger. One glance showed her that all was yet safe. The tiny room was empty and neither "Grandpa!" nor "Bo'sn!" answered to her call.
You'll not know yourself in your new quarters. Good-morning." With that the visitor turned to depart but Bo'sn darted between his feet, causing him either to step about in a peculiar fashion or crush the dog; and, with equal want of courtesy, Glory pushed him aside to fling herself on grandpa's neck, and to shriek to the guest, "Go 'way! Go 'way! Don't you come back to Elbow Lane!
Oh, let's start right away! Why why we might be home again, lickety-cut, if we did. Shall we go to find grandpa, 'Angel'?" The stranger toddled to her feet, Bo'sn watching the operation with keenest interest, but once upon them, there ensued delay, for, whoever this unknown might be, Glory herself was a very human little girl.
To him the night was the same as the day, the child remembered, and though it wasn't often he overstayed his regular hour, or forgot his meal-time, he might have done so now. Oh, yes, he might easily have done so, she assured herself. But why should Bo'sn forsake his master and come home alone? He had never done that before, never. And why, oh, why, did he make that strange wailing noise?
Glory felt now that she would never need to ask about the "Angels" for the small creature before her answered all these unspoken inquiries; a mite of a thing, in silken white, with glistening golden curls and the roundest, loveliest of big blue eyes, who sat on the floor smiling and gurgling in an unknown language, yet gravely regarding Bo'sn who, firm upon his haunches, as gravely regarded this astonishing intruder.
Poor Glory's courage gave way at last and, without ado, she flung herself upon Nick as she had done upon Bo'sn and clung to him as chokingly. "Now, this is a purty fix, now ain't it?" thought the victim of her embrace, casting a wary eye up and down the Lane, lest any mate should see and gibe at him, and call him a "softy."
It was in "the littlest house in Ne' York" that Glory lived, with grandpa and Bo'sn, the dog, so she, and its owner, often boasted; and whether this were actually true or not, it certainly was so small that no other sort of tenant than the blind captain could have bestowed himself, his grandchild, and their few belongings in it.
Bo'sn was no longer young and, stiff from an all day's tramp for he had faithfully followed the little girl's tireless search of yesterday he rose slowly and stretched himself painfully, with a growl at his own aching joints. Then he sniffed suspiciously at the floor where the newsboys had slept and, nosing his master's hammock, howled dismally.
The cold water from the spigot in the corner refreshed her and seemed to clear her thoughts, but she did not stop to eat anything, though she offered a crust of the dry loaf to the dog. He, also, refused the food and the little girl understood why. Patting him on the head she exclaimed: "We both of us can't eat till he comes, can we, Bo'sn dear?
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