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He changed his voice, and a brief command made Crackajack give up his teasing and retreat. Bull watched the exquisite little creature go, with a smile of pleasure. He did not know it, but that smile unlocked the last door to Tod's heart. "He was pretty near as wild as Diablo when I first got him," said the boy. "And mean say, he'd been kicked around all his life.

They were very kind to him and pressed him to remain overnight, but he was bent on leaving by the 3.40 express, which is due at Glasgow about 7.30. With good luck, he told himself, he might catch Christina at Miss Tod's. Meanwhile youth and health compelled him to enjoy his dinner, during which Aunt Purdie insisted on refunding the cost of his futile journey.

Tod was awaiting them when the last boatload beached on the island. It was easy to see that he had been greatly worried over the nonappearance of his father, and the bandages in which Mr. Fulton was literally swathed were not calculated to set his mind at ease. But Mr. Fulton's laughing version of the "accident," as he called it, soon relieved Tod's fears.

"Don't say that to them; I should never see them again." Felix, who felt the instinctive wisdom of that remark, answered helplessly: "What's to be done, then?" "Sit tight." And Tod's hand came down on Felix's shoulder. "But suppose they get into real trouble? Stanley and John don't like it; and there's Mother."

He therefore suffered his kinsman to depart alone, making him promise, however, that he would wait for him at the small inn called the Tod's Hole, situated, as our readers may be pleased to recollect, half-way betwixt Ravenswood Castle and Wolf's Crag, and about five Scottish miles distant from each.

The stableman stood away from Tod's bridle, and the three horses put their necks into their collars like one. A little chorus of approbation rose from the body of the brake; the man in the middle of the road jumped aside, cursing. As they passed him, gathering pace, "That's one of 'em," muttered Dick. "He'll go into 'The Goat in Boots' and hear all about us," said Amaryllis.

THE Master of Ravenswood had mounted the ambling hackney which he before rode, on finding the accident which had happened to his led horse, and, for the animal's ease, was proceeding at a slow pace from the Tod's Den towards his old tower of Wolf's Crag, when he heard the galloping of a horse behind him, and, looking back, perceived that he was pursued by young Bucklaw, who had been delayed a few minutes in the pursuit by the irresistable temptation of giving the hostler at the Tod's Den some recipe for treating the lame horse.

Trees, flowers, grass, insects, ourselves woven together the world is dressed in life! I understand Uncle Tod's feeling! If only it would rain till they have to send these strike-breakers back because there's no hay worth fighting about! Suddenly her heart beat fast. The wicket gate had clicked. There was something darker than the darkness coming along the path!

"Been like a brother to me," was all he said, as he brushed the tears from his eyes and went to join Parks. The captain watched Tod's retreating figure for a moment, and bending again over Archie's corpse, stood gazing at the dead face, his hands folded across his girth as one does when watching a body being slowly lowered into a grave. "I loved ye, boy," Jane heard him say between her sobs.

The three were then pounced upon by a relay of fishermen led by Tod's father and dragged from under the crunch and surge of the smother. Both Tod and Morgan were unhurt and scrambled to their feet as soon as they gained the hard sand, but Archie lay insensible where the men had dropped him, his body limp, his feet crumpled under him.

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