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"Well, I wish I were home," sighed the little girl. "I'm awful hungry!" Bunny Brown did not know what to do. He wanted to be brave, and help his sister, but he, himself, felt much like crying, and he thought he could see tears in Sue's eyes. Where was their home, anyhow? Where were their papa and mamma and dear Aunt Lu?
"I know ... and Lambert is a desperate enemy: he dogs Sue's footsteps, he will come upon you one day when you are alone, or with her ... he will provoke a quarrel...." "I know I know ..." he retorted impatiently, "'tis no use recapitulating the many evil contingencies that might occur.... I know that Lambert is dangerous ... damn him! ... Would to God I could be rid of him ... somehow."
In Sam's ears rang the remembrance of Sue's voice, the Sue who that first time had gone into the room behind the swinging doors with the determined smile on her face. He thought he could see again the white face looking up from the wheeled cot on which they had taken her through the door. "I am afraid, Dr. Grover I am afraid I am unfit," he had heard her say as the door closed.
"Isn't Sargentville the place where Ben Billings' family have a summer home?" Sue inquired quite casually; but the remark brought a laugh. Ben Billings, despite his very ordinary name, and Sue's particular aversion to it, had sailed into her ken with meteor-like brilliancy. She had changed her opinion of him since the visit to Harvard, and was the object of considerable teasing.
You must be awfully nice to Mrs. Paine, Sue; maybe she'll ask you to remain on over into the summer." Angela thoroughly enjoyed seeing the color mount Sue's cheeks, as Sue adroitly changed the subject. The girls found Sargentville all that Angela's highly colored imagination had pictured it.
You'll be a regular barometer, going up going up going up " Annabel put her hand over Sue's mouth. "Stop, Sue! Don't mind her, Miss Ashe. She's an awful tease. Joy isn't anything worse than a stick a bore. If you have a nice disposition you'll get on splendidly Sue hasn't!" "Oh, thanks," Sue said, bowing profoundly.
And with that he walked into the cave. As he still held Sue's hand he dragged her along with him, and as Sue did not want to be left alone on the beach of the lake, she followed. Bunny saw Splash running ahead. For a little way into the cave it was light, but it soon began to darken, as the sun could not shine in that far. "Oh, I don't want to go any farther," said Sue. "It's dark.
"Well, no matter what her name is, she is lost," said Bunny. "We're going to find her." "Look here, children!" called Mr. Brown, who was now awake. "Don't go off on any wild goose chase." "We're not after wild geese. We're going after Sue's bear," replied Bunny. "What! Is Sue's bear taken, too?" cried Mr. Brown. "She's either taken or else she walked away," Bunny said.
But though the day is clear and the sun bright, Aunt Sue's snowbank is lifting its purple mass in the southeast again and, with the other Dorchester backwoodsmen, I am wagging my head solemnly and joining in a jeremiad concerning a big one next time. I should like to have known Aunt Sue. I picture her as a stout, keen-eyed, wise-headed house-mother of the old English stock.
The road itself, below Elbow Rock, is forced by the steep side of the mountain-spur and the precipitous bluff to turn inland from the river, and so, climbing by an easier grade up past Tom Warden's place, crosses the ridge above the schoolhouse, and comes back down the mountain again in front of Auntie Sue's place, to its general course along the stream.
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