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Wells, Carolyn, 1862-1942

"Patty's Butterfly Days"


"Thank Heaven!" cried Big Bill, as he fairly flung himself out of
his driver's seat and rushed up to her. He almost took her in his
arms, but just checked his mad impulse in time, and grasping both
her hands, shook them vigorously up and down as he whispered, "Oh,
my little girl! You never can know what it cost me to go off and
leave you here alone!" His frank, honest blue eyes looked straight
into her deep violet ones, and his glance told eloquently of his
remorse and regret for the mischief he had thoughtlessly brought
about.
Patty understood at once all his unspoken message, and smiled a
full and free forgiveness.
"It's all right, Little Billee," she said, softly. "You were a
brave, true friend, and I shall never forget your chivalry and
true kindness."
A moment more he held her hands, gazing deep into her eyes, and
then turned abruptly to greet Daisy.


CHAPTER XIII
AT DAISY'S DICTATION

At Farnsworth's directions, the "rescuing party" had brought with
them a glazier and his kit of tools and materials. While he fitted
a new pane of glass in place of the broken one, Mona expressed her
opinion of the escapade of the night before.
"It was all your fault, Bill!" she exclaimed.


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