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softly. "I wonder if he's getting that off
now? Una! Una! It's He ... He!"
"Who? Who?"
"The man--the boy--who saved us
after the train-wreck ... without whom
we mightn't be here--now! Ah-h!" was
the softly tremulous answer, as the blue
eyes danced down the rock, with frankest
recognition, friendliest expectation, to that
daring, nonchalant nickum figure, now
coolly drawing up its toes for a climb.