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XXI. Ben Weatherstaff

           “Layin’tha’badnessonarobin—notbutwhathe’simpidintenowforanythin’.Himshowin’theeth’way!Him!Eh!tha’youngnowt”—shecouldseehisnextwordsburstoutbecausehewasoverpoweredbycuriosity—“howeveri’thisworlddidtha’getin?”

           “Itwastherobinwhoshowedmetheway,”sheprotestedobstinately.“Hedidn’tknowhewasdoingitbuthedid.AndIcan’ttellyoufromherewhileyou’reshakingyourfistatme.”

           Hestoppedshakinghisfistverysuddenlyatthatverymomentandhisjawactuallydroppedashestaredoverherheadatsomethinghesawcomingoverthegrasstowardhim.

           AtthefirstsoundofhistorrentofwordsColinhadbeensosurprisedthathehadonlysatupandlistenedasifhewerespellbound.ButinthemidstofithehadrecoveredhimselfandbeckonedimperiouslytoDickon.

           “Wheelmeoverthere!”hecommanded.“Wheelmequitecloseandstoprightinfrontofhim!”

           Andthis,ifyouplease,thisiswhatBenWeatherstaffbeheldandwhichmadehisjawdrop.AwheeledchairwithluxuriouscushionsandrobeswhichcametowardhimlookingratherlikesomesortofStateCoachbecauseayoungRajahleanedbackinitwithroyalcommandinhisgreatblack-rimmedeyesandathinwhitehandextendedhaughtilytowardhim.AnditstoppedrightunderBenWeatherstaff’snose.Itwasreallynowonderhismouthdroppedopen.

           “DoyouknowwhoIam?”demandedtheRajah.

           HowBenWeatherstaffstared!Hisredoldeyesfixedthemselvesonwhatwasbeforehimasifhewereseeingaghost.

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