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Andy asked. "Let's take every one along Alligator, and Malay Kris, and Highboy, and Lowboy, and Coal and Ember, and Owl. Perhaps we'll think of something. Or maybe Alligator will swallow Grater!" "It doesn't do any good for Alligator to swallow anything," said Andy. "It's always found in the sofa in the morning anyhow." "Grandfather might know what to do with it," said Hortense.
Grandfather's Clock was walking up and down with regular footfalls, tick-tock, tick-tock. He smiled benevolently at them as they passed but did not pause in his walk or speak to them. "A dull life," said Highboy. "Duller than mine. You see, he has nothing to be afraid of. To be afraid of something gives you a thrill, you know.
"Forty, forty dollars I have forty dollars offered for the highboy all done at forty " There was a tense silence. "Forty dollars all done at forty last call going going gone. Gone at forty dollars to Phares Eby." Phœbe turned to the preacher. "Did you bid just for the fun of bidding?" she asked. "Well," he replied slowly, "the cases are not exactly alike. You like the highboy, don't you?"
Beyond them he could see a marble mantel; a grate filled with softly smoldering coals, and a gleaming brass hod; a highboy with a dark lustrous surface; oval gold frames; and muslin curtains in an open window, stirring in an air that moved the fluted valance at the top of the bed.
This was very true unless Highboy and Lowboy and the Firedogs and Owl should be taken into the game. Hortense looked at Andy wondering whether to tell him of these friends of hers and of the Cat. "If we played at night," said Hortense, "we could have lots of people. Highboy, and Lowboy, and Owl, and the Firedogs come out at night." Andy stared at her with round eyes.
"I think," said Hortense, "that every one should go with us to-night, Coal, Ember, Malay Kris, Owl, and even Alligator. For you see, not only do we have to free Highboy and Lowboy from the Little People, but we have to bring them safely home." Andy thought for a moment.
Highboy and Lowboy, however, had no armor. "Oh, my nice coat of varnish!" Highboy moaned as Jeremiah's claws reached him. "I shall no longer be a polished person," said Lowboy. Hortense and Andy kept in front of the two in so far as they could, but with Jeremiah in front and Grater at one side they were hard-pressed.
"And it is very old, isn't it?" "A highboy? Old? Lan' sakes, child," laughed Susan. "Maybe 'tis. I ain't sayin' 'tisn't, though I'm free to confess I never heard it called that. But it's old enough, if that's all it needs; it's old enough to be a highMAN by this time, I reckon," chuckled Susan. "Mr. Burton was tellin' me one day how it belonged to his great-grand- mother."
"Ah," said Highboy, "you're not a poet and don't know what it is to want a rhyme." So Andy and Hortense sadly left him and by and by came to the other side of the raspberry patch and to the path of which the Owl had spoken. "I suppose we must try to reach home this way," said Hortense, "for we daren't go by the Little People again." "One way is about as bad as another," Andy agreed.
"Perhaps," said Grandfather, wrinkling his forehead. "Philosophers disagree on that point. Now run off to bed." Hortense kissed her Grandfather and Grandmother good night and went to her room. "I hope you got a good nap to-day," she said to Highboy when she had closed the door, "because we are going to play hide and seek to-night, and Andy, who lives next door, is coming over."
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