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laid them, ran away as quickly as he could,

not pausing* until he reached his own home
in the Little House.

* * =£

H is absence and late arrival caused no

anxiety there, for they were used to what
they called his ‘ strange w ays’ ; but you may

be sure that his loving sister was on the
look-out for him, that she was distressed to

see his heated, startled face, that she did all

she could to comfort him, drying his wet
eyes, and crying a little herself to think how

sad it was he could not tell her why he was
in trouble. So good and sensible a sister was

she thatj seeing that he did not want it, she
did not pester him to eat the dainty break­

fast she had set on one side for him, and

kissing him lovingly, she let him wander
away into his favourite garden.

In the garden he found his father pacing
up and down one of the grass paths, en­

gaged in earnest talk with a tall-hatted,
frock-coated, grey-haired* portly gentleman.