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"And I haven't a cent to my name." "You do, eh? And you would like to have me pay your fare? Well, that's not an unreasonable demand, seeing this is a very valuable cloak." And Mr. Hastings counted out the fare to Buffalo and a few pennies over; and Tode thankfully received it, and went out and sat down in a corner and whistled. Imagine Mr.
Nevertheless he did not yet make known the fact of his early acquaintance with Tode not so much now that he wanted to keep it to help in melting the boy's heart, as that he had come to realize that Tode's mother was already his one tender memory, and that everything about that death-bed scene, if remembered at all, must be fraught with pain; so he still kept the story until some quiet time when they should be in a pleasant room alone.
There was a further attempt to discover the intention of the new firm, but Tode made his escape the moment the bargain was concluded, and went off vigorously to work to get the old barrel out of his premises. Then he departed, and presently made his appearance again with an old dry-goods box, which he brought on a wheelbarrow, and deposited squarely on the stone.
The red-headed boy was the bigger and stronger of the two and plucky as Tode was, he would have been severely treated had not the affair been ended by the appearance of a policeman who speedily separated the combatants. "What's all this row about?" he demanded, sharply, as he looked from Tode's bleeding face to the big fellow's bruised eye. "He took my beat.
"Tode," she said, earnestly, "if you will look straight into Little Brother's eyes and tell me that you never steal I'll believe you." "I never" began the boy, boldly; then he met a grave, sweet glance from the baby's big blue eyes, and he hesitated.
Tode walked toward the poor creature that looked at him suspiciously, yet with a faint little wag of its tail, as showing its readiness to forgive and forget, while at the same time ready to run if more abuse threatened.
Hastings repeated the direction, and Tode vanished, brushing by in his exit the very man who had prayed at his dying mother's bedside years before, and who had intended to keep an eye on him. As he slid along the icy pavements the boy ruminated on what he had heard, and especially on that last explanation, "Why, give your heart to him, you know, and love him, and pray, and all that."
I never thought about it," replied Tode. "Well, you'd better think about it, an' 'tend to it right away. 'F you're goin' to church with bishops you'd ought to look respectable, anyhow." Something in the tone and emphasis with which Mrs. Hunt spoke brought the colour into Tode's brown cheeks, while Nan looked at the good woman in surprise and dismay.
"Mean to work for you, sir." "Upon my word! How do you know I shall need your help?" "You've needed it several times on this journey," said Tode, significantly. Whereupon Mr. Hastings laughed again. "You'll do," he said at length. "I don't see that you need any help from me. I should say that you are thoroughly capable of taking care of yourself." Tode shrugged his shoulders.
On they went, and in spite of driving snow and sleet, Tode managed to make the acquaintance of the driver, and get considerable amusement out of his trip, when he suddenly broke off in the midst of a sentence, and cleared the steps with a bound. Mr. Hastings had left the car and crossed the street.
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