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Chapter VIII
Ihaveleftitwithyourfather,andamessagetryingtoixprissthegratitudeofmeforhowyouandtheBirdWomanwereforhelpingmeout.”
TheAngelnoddedgravely,thenFrecklessawthathehaddonetheproperthingingoingtoherfather.Hisheartboundeduntilitjarredhisbody,forshewassayingthatshescarcelycouldwaitforthetimetocomeforthenextpictureoftheLittleChickenseries.“Iwanttoheartheremainderofthatsong,andIhadn’tevenbegunseeingyourroomyet,”shecomplained.“Asforsinging,ifyoucansinglikethateveryday,Inevercangetenoughofit.IwonderifIcouldn’tbringmybanjoandsomeofthesongsIlikebest.I’llplayandyousing,andwe’llputthebirdsoutofcommission.”
Frecklesstoodonthecurbwithdroopedeyes,forhefeltthatifheliftedthemthetumultoftenderadorationinthemwouldshowandfrightenher.
“Iwasafraidyourixperiencetheotherdaywouldscareyousothatyou’dneverbecomingagain,”hefoundhimselfsaying.
TheAngellaughedgaily.
“DidIseemscared?”shequestioned.
“No,”saidFreckles,“youdidnot.”
“Oh,Ijustenjoyedthat,”shecried.“Thosehateful,stealingoldthings!Ihadabignotiontopinkoneofthem,butIthoughtmaybesomewayitwouldbebestforyouthatIshouldn’t.Theyneededit.Thatdidn’tscareme;andasfortheBirdWoman,she’saccustomedtofindingsnakes,tramps,crossdogs,sheep,cattle,andgoodnessknowswhat!Youcan’tfrightenherwhenshe’safterapicture.Didtheycomeback?”
“No,”saidFreckles.
