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"How old is she?" "Fourteen, goin' on to fifteen. Asia, come here." The girl left the flower-bed she was digging, and came forward. "Not a very big girl, are you?" said Redding, smiling at her. "How would you like to go up to the tile factory, and learn to do decorating?" Her serious face lit up with great enthusiasm; she forgot her shyness, and said, eagerly: "Oh, yes, sir! Could I?"
Although he didn't quite see the logic of the foregoing, Sam Redding gave a sage nod and agreed that his leader was right. "Yes, those kids need a good lesson from somebody," chimed in Bill Bender. "I think we had better be the 'somebodies' to give it to them," rejoined Jack Curtiss. "They are getting insufferable.
Australia, screaming wildly, lay in what appeared to his excited vision to be a pool of green blood; Europena was jumping up and down beside her, calling wildly for her mother, while Cuba, with ears erect and a green liquid trickling down his nose, sternly surveyed the wreck. In a moment Redding had Australia in his arms, and was mopping the paint from her face and hair.
"Sir," said Redding, with quiet dignity, "I am the Fur Company's agent in this district, in charge of the Cliff Fort." Had Redding been in charge of the Rock of Gibraltar, with its mighty armament of heavy guns, he could not have assumed an air of greater importance.
His big toe seems to my amateur eye in a thoroughly convalescent state, but his left middle finger obviously requires removal. You'll do it to-day, I suppose?" "Yes, I meant to do it yesterday," answered Redding, with much gravity, "but gave it another chance. How's Brixton?" "Oh, he's all right.
The Wiggses had obeyed instructions, and were the very last to come out. They seemed dazed by their recent glimpse into fairy-land. Something in their thin bodies and pinched faces made Redding form a sudden resolve. "Billy," he said gravely, "can't you and your family take supper with me?"
"My father resigned from the army in '54," replied Gerald, with his cool, impersonal courtesy. "That was too bad; just before the chance for more service," said Orde. "Army life was incompatible with my mother's temperament," stated Gerald. Orde said nothing more. It was Gerald's turn to end the pause. "You are from Redding, of course," said he. "My sister is very enthusiastic about the place.
Many farm-houses along the road accommodate travelers who desire to stay to enjoy the fine scenery, and to hunt and fish; and a notable stopping-place is Fry's Soda Spring, fourteen hours by stage from Redding, kept by Isaac Fry and his excellent wife a clean, comfortable little mountain inn, where you get good and well-cooked food, and where you will find what your stage ride will make welcome to you a comfortable bath.
Sapp can collect it off of him some way. And Bert Mowrer was there: he's a sassy boy. His folks don't make him mind at home at all, and 'most every teacher has trouble with him. Mr. Redding, the teacher we had last winter, licked him with a beech gad, and he behaved hisself after that. And there's Maggie Loper; her mother needs her at home real bad, but she'll get to come all summer.
He had come in tired with the heat of the long day, but Norma thought him his sweetest self, brotherly, good, unsuspicious, and unaffected. He complimented her on her appearance; he had a kind word for Harry Redding, for the baby; he told Norma that he and his mother had gone to Portland by water a few weeks before and had a great spree.
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