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And trudging off there, they climbed it with despatch, and began to coast down. "Oh, whickets!" cried Joel, who was steering, little Davie hanging on behind, more than three-quarters afraid, though he wouldn't let Joel see it for all the world. "Gee-haw-gee-haw-whee-dimp-dump," as they flew over the rises, bumping and twisting from side to side.
He laid his hand heavily on Joel's shoulder. "Well, he seems to be better now, so I'll take him and t'other one along of me, marm, if you say so. Ye see, Mis' Pettingill told me to come up there sometime, 'cause she's got a lot o' rags ben a-makin' quilts, she said, all winter, and I laid out to go to-day, so here I be, on my way." "Whickets!" shouted Joel, the last tear gone. "Come on, Dave.
Then he gave a hop and skip and jump around and around the grass before the little brown house. "Whickets! that feels good!" he cried, stopping for a long breath by the old green door; then away again, kicking up his heels like a colt.
"What shall we do to show her we are glad she's coming?" asked Percy, who seized every chance that offered itself to celebrate such events. "Why, she'll see it," said Joel, pounding away lustily. He was mending his tennis racket. "Whickets! I 'most split that" holding it up ruefully. "Mrs. Fisher told you not to say that," cried Van, who dearly loved to bring Joel up for correction.
There were six silver quarters, three halves, two ten-cent pieces, and eight pennies. "Three dollars and twenty-eight cents," said Mrs. Pepper, slowly, as she set the pieces in a row. No one dared to speak, except Joel. "What a lot!" he cried joyfully; "now we can go, Mammy, can't we? Oh, whickets!" and he clapped David on the back. "Children," said Mrs.
"Oh, whickets!" Joel screamed; then he caught Polly's eye, and his chubby face took on a lively red. "Let me let me!" He crammed himself in between Jasper and the table. "Hold on!" commanded Jasper, "not so fast, Joe," and he seized Joel's brown hands just grabbing a big pile. "Wait till Jasper tells us how to begin," said Polly, her brown eyes dancing at the prospect of something to do.
"Let me let me," screamed Joel. "All right, go ahead. In both side pockets, Joe." He didn't consider it necessary to explain that Miss Taylor and he had been busy driving their pens all the afternoon. "Whickets!" cried Joel, rushing back, both hands overflowing, "what a lot!" "Joel, what did you say?"
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