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Updated: May 20, 2025
They looked about them for something to place against the door, but there was not a stick of furniture in the room. Even the bed, in one corner, was made of pine boughs and skins. "I wonder how there happens to be only five wolves," said Anne. "I thought they went about in large packs." "They are probably mama and papa and the whole family," replied Hippy.
"Take that, and that, and that!" she added, delivering three more resounding whacks. Henry uttered a howl, released his hold on Hippy Wingate and rolled over on his back, feet in the air, where he lay whining and plainly begging for mercy like a child that was being punished.
"The Mystery Man is here," announced a voice, and the spectacle man walked up rubbing his hands and smiling in great good humor. "What's the excitement?" "Where did you go so suddenly?" demanded Hippy frowningly. "I went out to stake down my horse and get my store my grip. Did I not hear shooting?" "Yes.
As he neared the tree, the animal showed fight but Grace and Hippy made the rope fast when the bear was a yard or so from the tree, fearing to draw him any closer to themselves. "How is Elfreda?" called Grace, fanning herself with her hat. "Sadly mussed," answered Nora.
"Now I hope you understand at last how much other people appreciate me," rebuked Hippy, as he plumped himself down in the swing with an energy that set it swaying wildly. "I shan't give you a single cake." "I don't want any. I've had four already. I hope you understand that you've made me prick my finger," retorted Nora, dropping her embroidery to hold up the injured member for inspection.
"The same arrangement as last night," replied Grace in a low tone. "We will take turns. Take your blanket out. He needs a rest to-night," nodding towards Hippy Wingate. Neither Grace nor Elfreda felt like sitting up another night.
"Make camp right here?" asked Anne. "Yes." "Yes, but are we not going to try to find my Hippy?" begged Nora. "I think it advisable to wait a reasonable time, so, with the approval of you folks, I will tell Washington to make camp." This the girls agreed to, though Nora was for setting out in search of her husband at once.
"Call Hippy to you and tell him to sit down by you, Nora," whispered Grace Harlowe. "I will catch Emma at the end of this dance, if I can. That child is going to start a riot if she is allowed to go on much longer." Hippy got his summons a few moments thereafter.
"He must have run very fast to catch up with us," suggested Anne. "An Indian can outdistance a horse, as horses ordinarily travel," answered Tom. "Then, too, he probably knew a shorter cut." "Did you notice how bruised and swollen his face was, and how indifferent he appeared to be about it?" questioned Grace solicitously. "Probably not so indifferent as he seemed to be," laughed Hippy.
"Come on, Reddy." Reddy sprang forward and Hippy was hustled out, chanting as he went: "Now children do not blame me, for I have so much to say, That from myself I really cannot tear myself away,"
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