The Riddle of the Rocks
The Riddle of the Rocks
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, with a lithe writhing of her thin little anatomy in the anguish of denial--"jes wunst!
"Naw, sir!" exclaimed the youthful Grinnell, more insistently than before. He did not continue, for suddenly there came running down the road a boy of his own size, out of breath, and red and angry--the pursuer, evidently, that the hereditary enemy had feared, for she crouched up against the fence with a whimper.
"Kem along away from thar, ye miser'ble little stack o' bones!" he cried, seizing his sister by one hand and giving her a jerk--"a-foolin' round them Grinnells' fence an' a-hankerin' arter thar old baby!"
He felt that the pride of the Purdee family was involved in this admission of envy.
"I jes wanter pat it on the head wunst," she sighed.
"Waal, ye won't now," said the Grinnell boys in chorus.
The Purdee grasp was gentler on the little girl's arm. This was due not to fraternal feeling so much as to loyalty to the clan; "stack o' bones" though she was, t
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