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Updated: May 26, 2025
Wherever Uncle William deposited the basket, she took up her abode, serenely pleased; and when, a few hours later, he shifted it on account of wind or rain or sun, she followed without demur. For her the sun rose and set in Uncle William's round face and the depths of the clam-basket. The artist watched the comedy with amused disapproval. He suspected Uncle William of trifling away the time.
"I wa'n't findin' no fault," he said uneasily. "I was just explainin' why I couldn't resk any more o' my money on him." "That's all right," said the artist. "I want to see him." He found Uncle William sunning the kittens at the east of the house. He looked up with a nod as the artist appeared. "They're doin' fust-rate," he said, adjusting the clam-basket a little.
The spring was fairly upon them, and the Andrew Halloran still swung at anchor alone at the foot of the cliff. Whenever the artist broached the subject of a new boat, Uncle William turned it aside with a jest and trotted off to his clam-basket. The artist brooded in silence over his indebtedness and the scant chance of making it good.
He carried them in a clam-basket from point to point, seeing the best spots for their comfort and development. Juno marched at his side, proud and happy. She purred approval of the universe and the ways of man.
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