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The Laurence Boy

           Jowantedverymuchtoaskwhathisownwaywas,buthisblackbrowslookedratherthreateningasheknitthem,soshechangedthesubjectbysaying,asherfootkepttime,"That’sasplendidpolka!Whydon’tyougoandtryit?"

           "Ifyouwillcometoo,"heanswered,withagallantlittlebow.

           "Ican’t,forItoldMegIwouldn’t,because..."ThereJostopped,andlookedundecidedwhethertotellortolaugh.

           "Because,what?"

           "Youwon’ttell?"

           "Never!"

           "Well,Ihaveabadtrickofstandingbeforethefire,andsoIburnmyfrocks,andIscorchedthisone,andthoughit’snicelymended,itshows,andMegtoldmetokeepstillsonoonewouldseeit.Youmaylaugh,ifyouwantto.Itisfunny,Iknow."

           ButLauriedidn’tlaugh.Heonlylookeddownaminute,andtheexpressionofhisfacepuzzledJowhenhesaidverygently,"Nevermindthat.I’lltellyouhowwecanmanage.There’salonghalloutthere,andwecandancegrandly,andnoonewillseeus.Pleasecome."

           Jothankedhimandgladlywent,wishingshehadtwoneatgloveswhenshesawthenice,pearl-coloredonesherpartnerwore.Thehallwasempty,andtheyhadagrandpolka,forLauriedancedwell,andtaughthertheGermanstep,whichdelightedJo,beingfullofswingandspring.Whenthemusicstopped,theysatdownonthestairstogettheirbreath,andLauriewasinthemidstofanaccountofastudents’festivalatHeidelbergwhenMegappearedinsearchofhersister.

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