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Chapter XII

           Shecamethroughwithoutapparentlygivinghimaglance,andthefirstwordsshesaidwere:“Whyhavethegangcomesosoon?Ididn’tknowyouexpectedthemforthreeweeksyet.OristhissomeespecialtreethatMr.McLeanneedstofillanorderrightnow?”

           Freckleshesitated.Wouldamandarelietosavehimself?No.ButtosavetheAngel—surelythatwasdifferent.Heopenedhislips,buttheAngelwascapableofsavingherself.Shewalkedamongthem,exactlyasifshehadbeenrearedinalumbercamp,andneverwaitedforananswer.

           “Why,yourspecimencase!”shecried.“Look!Haven’tyounoticedthatit’stippedover?Setitstraight,quickly!”

           Acoupleofthemensteppedoutandcarefullyrightedthecase.

           “There!That’sbetter,”shesaid.“Freckles,I’msurprisedatyourbeingsocareless.Itwouldbeashametobreakthoselovelybutterfliesforoneoldtree!Isthatavaluabletree?Whydidn’tyoutelluslastnightyouweregoingtotakeoutatreethismorning?Oh,say,didyouputyourcasetheretoprotectthattreefromthatstealingoldBlackJackandhisgang?Ibetyoudid!Well,ifthatwasn’tbright!Whatkindofatreeisit?”

           “It’sawhiteoak,”saidFreckles.

           “Likethosetheymakedining-tablesandsideboardsfrom?”

           “Yes.”

           “My!Howinteresting!”shecried.“Idon’tknowathingabouttimber,butmyfatherwantsmetolearnjusteverythingIcan.IamgoingtoaskhimtoletmecomehereandwatchyouuntilIknowenoughtobossagangmyself.Doyouliketocuttrees,gentlemen?”sheaskedwithangelicsweetnessofthemen.

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