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Updated: June 12, 2025
Bob, Hinpoha's black cocker spaniel. How he had gotten in was a mystery, for Hinpoha herself was not there. Nyoda called to him sharply and he came to her wagging his tail, and allowed himself to be put out with the best nature in the world. But the scene had been spoiled.
The girl reached out her hand and took hold of Hinpoha's jacket as a child holds on to its mother, in spite of the fact that she was evidently older than Hinpoha. Hinpoha caught her hand and held it tightly. "Tell me about it," she said, gently. The girl gulped down a big sob and wiped her eyes. "I'm I'm hiding," she said, in a shaky voice. "Hiding from what?" asked Hinpoha.
"Who's the nervy party with the chin whiskers that's cabbaged Hinpoha?" asked the Captain of Sahwah, scowling crossly after the leading boat, which was already drawing away from the rest of the party. "He's an artist, his name is Prince," replied Sahwah. "He's a great friend of Agony's father." "Is he a great friend of Hinpoha's, too?" demanded the Captain.
No topic of conversation seemed safe to venture upon. They were driving along country roads now and in one place they crossed a small river with the most gorgeous early autumn flowers growing along its banks. They caught Hinpoha's color-loving eye and she must get out and wander among them.
We won't win, of course, but we'll show the boys that we're game, anyway. Like the 'poor, benighted Hindoo, we'll 'do the best we kin do! Be a sport, Agony, and come on." Sahwah gathered up her kite in her arms and started for the door. Going through the hall she knocked Hinpoha's little purse mirror from the table and smashed it all to bits. Hinpoha was aghast. "Bad luck again!" she wailed.
"Hadn't you better wear your sweater?" asked the Captain, looking rather doubtfully at Hinpoha's low-necked and short-sleeved middy. "There's a raw wind today and cutting against it will make it worse." Hinpoha shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not a bit cold," she replied carelessly. "I always go like this; even in lots colder weather. I'm so hardened down to it that I never catch cold.
"No, he didn't," replied Hinpoha mysteriously, "because he was light first and dark afterward!" Hinpoha's voice rang out like an oracle, and the judicial-looking man in the seat ahead of them turned around and surveyed the four with a smile of amusement on his face. "That man's laughing at us," said Sahwah, feeling terribly foolish. "Quit telling fortunes, Hinpoha. It's all nonsense, anyhow."
"Talking about 'going over the top," said Nyoda seriously, when the murmur of wonder over Hinpoha's marvelous powers of prophecy had died away, "I think that two of you Winnebagos have 'gone over the top' on little excursions of your own, and ought to be decorated for courageous conduct under fire.
Hinpoha's longing soul looked out of her eyes, but she answered, "I'm afraid not. Aunt Phoebe wouldn't approve." "Did she say you couldn't?" asked Sahwah. "No," said Hinpoha, "for I never even asked her if I might go along with you in the launch. I knew it would be no use." "Oh, please stay," tempted some of the girls; "your aunt'll never know the difference."
And Hinpoha's eyes shone with a great, glad light, for although she had been having the jolliest time imaginable, doing as she pleased in the house, which was in the care of easy-going "Aunt Grace," who never cared a bit what Hinpoha did so long as it did not bother her, she missed her mother sorely, and could hardly wait until she returned.
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