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in his hands and questioning her eyes. "Some I can not tell you now, because they have taken no form save great joy. Some are too dear to speak of yet. But, I know, already, that I shall be graver, kinder, more considerate of others. Perhaps you may even teach me, out of your own sad lot, what sorrow is. Now I do not know it. You hardly believe that, and I'm ashamed to confess it. But daddy and Jon have kept all sorrow from me, while you have probably had my share. Perhaps I can help to lighten yours. Or bear them with you. I wonder why I'm so serious? I never was before, was I, daddy?"
"Take care, Davy," says I. "You're going mighty fast. And there's rapids in the river below you! Mebby falls!"
I wonder if he heard me? I think not. But that was funny—wasn't it? To think of that!
"Come, help me to find Jonthy!" he says to Evelyn.
She'd inched up so close to him that, I suppose, it would have been hard to get closer.
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