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"I think we all agree with you," answered Anne. "Yes, let's seek the seclusion of the mountain fastness and have Emma sit up and 'con-centrate' all night. If she can move a house and lot with her con-centration stunt, she surely should be able to move that touchy mountain savage further away from us," suggested Hippy to the discomfiture of Emma and the great amusement of her companions.
"I would give almost anything to be able to talk a blue streak the way you do," exclaimed Emma so earnestly that her companions nearly choked with laughter, and that left the Mystery Man with laughter instead of words on his lips. "Yes, but greater even than the gift of gab, is the gift of 'con-centration," twinkled Jeremiah Long.
"How did you know about that?" demanded Emma, looking her amazement. "How did I know? My dear young woman, the essence sent out by 'con-centration' is an imponderable quantity " "Imponderable?" wondered Miss Dean. "I like that word, and, though I don't know what it means, it sounds good."
Why didn't you 'con-centrate, Emma Dean?" demanded Hippy. "Old Con-centration is never on the job when he is really needed." "How could I when I didn't know anything about this?" returned Emma, with a sweeping gesture that took in the entire camp. "What are we going to do now? Where are we to sleep, I ask you?" "Sleep standing up just as the ponies do, my darlin'," suggested Nora.
"I am beginning to believe what I suspected last season, when you were riding that 'con-centration' hobby, that your war service has unbalanced your mind." "No, no! He is only joking, Emma," protested Nora. "It matters little to me what Hippy Wingate says or thinks. I belong to the 'Voice of Nature Cult." "What's that? A breakfast food?" laughed Anne.
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