Chapter 3

           "Perhapsyouwillwakeupandfindthesunshiningandthebirdssinging,"shesaidcompassionately,smoothingthelittleboy’shair,forherhusband,withhiscausticsayingthatitwouldnotbefine,haddashedhisspiritsshecouldsee.ThisgoingtotheLighthousewasapassionofhis,shesaw,andthen,asifherhusbandhadnotsaidenough,withhiscausticsayingthatitwouldnotbefinetomorrow,thisodiouslittlemanwentandrubbeditinalloveragain.

           "Perhapsitwillbefinetomorrow,"shesaid,smoothinghishair.

           Allshecoulddonowwastoadmiretherefrigerator,andturnthepagesoftheStoreslistinthehopethatshemightcomeuponsomethinglikearake,oramowing-machine,which,withitsprongsanditshandles,wouldneedthegreatestskillandcareincuttingout.Alltheseyoungmenparodiedherhusband,shereflected;hesaiditwouldrain;theysaiditwouldbeapositivetornado.

           Buthere,assheturnedthepage,suddenlyhersearchforthepictureofarakeoramowing-machinewasinterrupted.

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