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“It’s a dark outlook here for the young gentleman,” said Carlstrom. “The horse’s wind is broken.” Sad strains are faintly heard to swell: Jerry again! Jerry, on whom the Indian was keeping a firm grip..
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Then came Tellef’s hitting him in the back and their fighting, with Tellef, for all his muscle, getting the worst of it. Of course Mrs. Dahl, who had seen them fighting, would come and tell Mother. Awfully pleasant that would be! Oh, well, he didn’t mind. Hardly daring to breathe, he watched and hoped for a flame to spring from the wood.If it came, he had won; if not, his losing was the end of the fight. There would be no other way out. “Yes, very. We shook them into a basket. Those that were bruised, Aunt Grenertsen said we might have.” It was as if the sun were an artist, who, not satisfied with his efforts, changed and changed again the colors on his canvas, for each moment the tints and hues would fade or grow more intense as the shadows grew deeper, and the scene would seem quite different..
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