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As he drew off his school knickerbockers, he noticed that his stockings had sagged, small-boy fashion, and formed a little roll of cloth just above his shoe tops. He pulled them up. How on earth had all that mud gotten there? In a moment he was at the head of the stairs, shouting, "Mother, Mother, Moth-a-a-a-r! Where are some clean stockings?" and went off to her room in search of them.
And Marion, poor child, had really got no farther than "these things," yet. She reached, for herself, to just what she had been able to appreciate in others. She had taken in the housemaid and small-boy view of famousness, and she was having her shallow little day of living it. She had not found out, yet, how short a time that would last.
It hurt my small-boy pride to think that an animal no bigger than a cat was going to beat me in a trial of strength, and this made me hold on more tenaciously than ever and tug and strain more violently, until not to lose him I had to go flat down on the ground.
"I have," admitted Betty, so meekly that Miss Anderson looked away lest she laugh. "Only I had to see Ada." "I don't know what you were quarreling about," said Miss Anderson, with characteristic frankness. "But I do know that both of you are old enough to know better than to revert to small-boy tactics. You've a hole in your stocking, Betty, that would do credit to a little brother."
His lyric cry dropped to a small-boy excuse: "Besides, it wouldn't hurt.... Come on. Think of plunging in." "No, no, no, no!" she cried, and ran from him up the jetty, back to the path.... She was not afraid of him, because she was so much more afraid of herself. He followed sullenly as the path led them farther and farther.
"Well, Rosanna, me dear," said her uncle in a very small-boy and frivolous manner, "there's news a plenty for you." "Well, honey, what's the good word?" he asked her when he had finished. "Oh, Uncle Robert," said Rosanna, "I just never would believe that anything so perfectly lovely could happen out of a book. Just to think of it! What will Helen say?
"You mean you heard me call for help, there on the hill?" "Yep," he answered, suddenly sheepish. "And you followed to rescue me if you could?" "Yep of course." "Ah, James! Why did you do it?" Jim's small-boy expression beamed from his eyes. "I followed the Voice and the Face as I told you once before. Don't you remember?" "I remember. But why?"
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