XXIV
A FAVOR TO SHOOT HER
BEFORE Betsy could dress and get there Evelyn came to. She understood the whole thing at once.
"Evelyn," I says, "I didn't know it was you."
Well, with all that blood running out of her she laughs and hugs me!
"And I didn't know it was you! Thought it a picket. What a state of things! How did you make your voice roar so? My, but you frightened me. You could tell that by the way I fired. Did any stars fall?"
I couldn't believe it for a minute or two!
"Daddy, do it again," she begs, "please roar again! I suppose you were scared, too!"
She laughs and hugs me again.
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