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Will's frank, handsome face, and simple, kindly manners, won him speedily enough the confidence of all, and Mr Snow's kindly advances were seldom long withstood.
"Well, we must hope for the best now," said he. "But look, the snow's an inch thick by the roadside even at this level, so I don't know what we mayn't be in for, between here and St. Flour, which is much higher the highest point we shall have to pass in getting to the Château de Roquemartine, a few miles out of Clermont-Ferrand." "You think we may get stuck?" "It's possible."
In vain Mr Snow said that it was not sugaring time all the year; and that they should summer and winter among the hills before they committed themselves to a farmer's life. Harry quoted Cincinnatus, and Norman proved to his own satisfaction, if not to Mr Snow's, that on scientific principles every farm in Merleville could be cultivated with half the expense, and double the profits.
Steve and his Indians had returned again to the reality of things. Steve drew a deep breath. "We can't make another yard with the dogs," he said. "The snow's gone. It's gone for keeps." It was a simple statement of the facts. And Oolak and Julyman were equally alive to them. "Then him all mak' back?" There was eagerness in Julyman's question.
"That store's shut up tight and it's goin' to stay that way this whole blessed evenin'. Zoeth and me we talked it over. I didn't know but we'd better get Abel Snow's boy or that pesky Annabel or somebody to stay while we was havin' supper. You see, we was both sot on eatin' supper with you tonight, no matter store or not, and Isaiah, he was just as sot as we was. But all to once Zoeth had an idea.
"We got pretty cold, and I thought we'd never make the fire go. Found the inside of an old stump at last, and got her started. Yes, all the girls looked after Evelyn came pretty near smothering her. I don't believe she's taken cold. The snow's letting up. I can see our fire back there. No, we didn't see yours; we were just tooting on general principles.
"I haven't the clever ways of Saul Haverick." "Simon, it's my judgment this night that Mary Snow will never marry Saul Haverick." "I'm glad to hear you think that, captain. 'Twould spoil her life or any woman's." "No, no," he said, quick-like. "Almost any woman's yes; but not Mary Snow's not altogether." "And why?"
'We're going to find that home of yours, old fellow, replied the Rat pleasantly; 'so you had better come along, for it will take some finding, and we shall want your nose. 'Oh, come back, Ratty, do! cried the Mole, getting up and hurrying after him. 'It's no good, I tell you! It's too late, and too dark, and the place is too far off, and the snow's coming!
She asked Mux to choose a song, but he knew none. "You sing one," he proposed, "and I might know it, too." Cornelli was just in the mood to sing once more. She began a song with her bright, full voice and Mux listened admiringly. The snow's on the meadow, The snow's all around, The snow lies in heaps All over the ground. Hurrah, oh hurrah! All over the ground.
It was about a week after the accident in Pendleton Woods that Pollyanna said to her aunt one morning: "Aunt Polly, please would you mind very much if I took Mrs. Snow's calf's-foot jelly this week to some one else? I'm sure Mrs. Snow wouldn't this once." "Dear me, Pollyanna, what ARE you up to now?" sighed her aunt. "You ARE the most extraordinary child!" Pollyanna frowned a little anxiously.
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