To be sure, indeed, the nickum, his
glance darting past her to Una, had gone
by with a slight inclination of his bare
head that was a stony bow.

To be sure, when one of the girls of his
acquaintance questioned him about the
view from the Devil's Seat, there was a
sort of creak in his voice as he answered:

"It's--a--corker! You can see
away off: far-rms, lakes, all the other
mountains--Mount Greylock, too, in the
distance! But--but it's a cat's-foot climb
down--there!" breaking off breathlessly,
as if feeling were making a cat's-paw of
him.

"Oh! you can really see Mount Greylock!
As far away as that! Well! I'm
going to try-y it, too," ventured one of
his girlish companions whose age was
fourteen. "Summer and winter, I've done
a lot of climbing, up here!"

"You try it! Any girl try sitting in
the Devil's Chair! Why! there isn't a
girl living who could do it," crowed the
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