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Chapter XIV
Youmaybeginassoonasyouarerested.Andaboutthingsyoucomeacrossintheswamp,Freckles—themosttriflinglittlethingthatyouthinktheBirdWomanwouldwant,takeyourwheelandgoafterheratanytime.I’llleavetwomenontheline,sothatyouwillhaveoneoneitherside,andyoucancomeandgoasyouplease.Haveyoustoppedtothinkofallweoweher,myboy?”
“Yis;andtheAngel—weoweheralot,too,”saidFreckles.“Iowehermelifeandhonor.It’slyingawakenightsI’llhavetobetryingtothinkhowI’mevertopayherup.”
“Well,beginwiththemuff,”suggestedMcLean.“Thatshouldbefine.”
Hebentdownandruffledtherichfuroftheotterlyingathisfeet.
“Idon’texactlyseehowitcomestobeinsuchsplendidfurinsummer.Theircoatsarealwaysthickincoldweather,butthisscarcelycouldbeimproved.I’llwireCoopertobewatchingforit.Theymusthaveitfresh.Whenit’stannedwewon’tspareanyexpenseinmakingitup.Itshouldbearoyalthing,andsomewayIthinkitwillexactlysuittheAngel.Ican’tthinkofanythingthatwouldbemoreappropriateforher.”
“NeithercanI,”agreedFrecklesheartily.“WhenIreachthecitythere’soneotherthing,ifI’vethemoneyafterthemuffisfinished.”
HetoldMcLeanofMrs.Duncan’sdesireforahatsimilartotheAngel’s.Hehesitatedalittleinthetelling,keepingsharpwatchonMcLean’sface.WhenhesawtheBoss’seyeswerefullofcomprehensionandsympathy,helovedhimanew,for,asever,McLeanwasquicktounderstand
