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?©, Lyda Farrington

"We Ten Or, The Story of the Roses"


Well, I had to laugh; and when I turned back into the room, after seeing
him to the head of the stairs, I said, "I'm just _glad_ you gave it to
him, Nonie!"
"There is nothing for you to laugh at, Jack," Nora said sharply, turning
on me. "Remember you are only a little boy, and this is none of your
affair." With that she picked up her writing materials and walked off.
Aren't girls the _funniest_!


XXI.
THROUGH THE SLOUGH OF DESPOND.
TOLD BY JACK.

The man to massage Felix came the next day; but, except for the time he
was there, Phil took entire charge of Fee. He had always declared he
wasn't of any use in a sick-room, but now he seemed to get on very well;
you can't think how kind and gentle he was!
For one thing, Fee wasn't hard to suit, and that helped things a great
deal. If Phil made a mistake, or did something awkwardly, Fee just
turned it off in a joking way. He was very white and languid, but not at
all sad; in fact, he kept our spirits up with his funny sayings. We all
thought it was amazing; nurse said he was "a born angel," and now and
then I saw Phil look wistfully at Fee, as if wondering how he _could_ be
so brave.


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