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Updated: June 26, 2025


"But Pappy Lon says as how ye must steal, don't he?" she asked presently. "Yep, and as how you must go with Lem." "I won't, I won't! Pappy Lon can kill me first!" She said this in passionate anger; but, upon holding the candle close to Flukey's face, she exclaimed: "Fluke, don't look like that it scares me!" He was piercing the dark ends of the cave, his eyes colored like steel.

If Flukey were allowed to stay there because of his illness, she at least would be taken away; for she had never heard of a theft being entirely overlooked, and she believed that her imprisonment must be the penalty. She stooped a little and lovingly touched Flukey's shoulder, looking first at Ann, then at Horace.

The young mistress of the feathered queen was clinging, sobbing, to his hand. "Is that your dog?" Flea heard the man ask, pointing to Snatchet under the squatter boy's arm. "Yep." "Do you understand that he killed my little girl's prize hen?" "The dog ought to die, too!" cried a voice from the people. Her brother's sorrowful attitude made Flea press Flukey's arm soothingly.

The warm hay at night, much sunshine, and the absence of rain had reduced the swollen joint in Flukey's knee to normal size; but that day, as they trudged along, Flea noticed that he limped more than at any time during their journey from Tompkins County.

Why didn't you young gentlemen wait, and we should all have been seated together?" There was a whirling in Flukey's head, such as he had never felt before; but Flea's ashen face brought back his scattered senses. He tried to lift his arm to throw it about her; but dropped it with a groan.

Several times she paused, trying to suppress her frightened heartbeats. Then, lifting her hand, she placed it over Flukey's mouth and whispered: "Fluke, Fluke, wake up! It's Flea!" Flukey made no movement to dislodge his tightly pressed lips from the trembling fingers. The gray eyes flashed open; but the lad lay perfectly still. "Fluke," breathed Flea, "I'm goin' to the cave.

Through long days of anxious waiting for Flukey's recovery, Flea struggled with the Bible lessons Ann set for her each day. Yet she could not grasp the meaning of faith. She prayed nightly; but uttered her words mechanically, for the Savior in the blue sky seemed beyond her conception.

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