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It was then that Shellington promised her that Squeaky should find a future home on their farm among other animals of the kind, and that he would make it his task to see that the little pig had plenty to eat, plenty of sunshine, and a home such as few little pigs had. Snatchet, too, Horace promised, should be housed in a warm kennel with the greyhounds and blooded pups.
Miss Shellington was deeply surprised when the deputy met her with an open letter in his hand, and said: "The court has called me away, Ma'm. I guess your troubles are all over." For a moment Ann did not comprehend the meaning of his words. Then she laid a trembling hand on his arm and faltered: "Possibly they'll send someone else; but I'd much rather you'd stay. We are we are used to you."
"Nope, I ain't; I jest thought of it!... Shellington! That's him, and he's a fine house, and many's the room filled with " Lon broke in upon Lem with a growl: "Then we'll separate him from some of his jewjaws. I bet we has a little of his pile afore another month goes by!" "That's what I bet, too," muttered Lem. "Night, Lon." "Night," repeated Lon, walking away.
Ann was nonplused at the strange behavior of her brother and the unusual reserve of Flea. Floyd from his bedroom endeavored to bring the home to its former cheerfulness; but, with all Ann's energies and the boy's tireless tact, the change did not come. At length Miss Shellington gave up trying to bring things to their usual routine.
Brother Horace and Sister Ann thought I was to sleep, and I wasn't." "What did they say?" broke in the girl, with whitening face. "Sister Ann told Mr. Shellington about yer work at school, and he said as how " Floyd waited a moment before continuing, and Flea crept closer to the bed. She was crying softly as she knelt down and bent her face over her brother.
Young as she was, Fledra recognized in him an enemy, and yet his attitude betrayed a personal interest. She had seen him many times during the last few weeks; but had managed to escape him through the connivance of Miss Shellington. Ann had tactfully explained to the girl that Mr.
She ran back hastily to the bed and put her hand upon it. The sheets were cold, while the pillow showed only a faint impression where Fledra's dark head had rested. Miss Shellington paused and glanced about, fright taking the place of expectancy on her face. She hurried to the open window and looked out. Then she rushed to the kitchen and questioned the servants.
Flea said no more in explanation, and sat again at the study table. She was still bent over her book when Shellington opened the door and glanced in. The boy's eyes were closed as if in sleep, and Horace beckoned to Flea. She rose languidly and walked to him. "As your brother is sleeping, Fledra," he murmured, "come into the library and talk to me awhile."
There never had been greater rejoicing in the Shellington home than on the night when it was settled that Fledra was to marry Horace. It was decided that after the wedding the girl should have tutors and professors. A lovelight had appeared in the gray eyes when she promised Ann that she would study diligently until Horace and Floyd and all her dear ones would be proud of her advancement.
Although Lem had not spoken, the young lawyer noted the silent convulsions going on in the dark, full throat, the unceasing movements of the goiter. "State your case to me, then," said he tersely. Lon Cronk settled back and began to speak. "There's a man here in this town by the name of Shellington. He's a lawyer, too, and he's got my kids, and I want 'em. That's my case, Mister."
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