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PHIL’S FIGHT.
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home. Great baby! But I didn’t tell. I just gripped my arms round him, and hauled him up to Miss Witherspoon, and told her to ask him about Phil and the marbles; that’s all. I had to carry the milk, so I couldn’t go to Phil’s till just now, and, when I found he was here, I came right after him. And he can go into school in the morning and— Oh, jiminy—scratch!”

There was a crash. Ted, always in perpetual motion, in his present excitement had seated himself sideways in a low rocking-chair, and with one hand on the back, the other clutching the edge of the seat, he had been rocking furiously to and fro, till at this point he went a little too far, and, losing his balance, he landed in an ignominious pile on the floor, amid the shouts of the other two boys.