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Such is the moral of this little story—,"I am glad to hear it is only 'admire,'" he remarked, slowly, "for had the word been any other I should have resented it.",Patricia shivered with excited anticipation as they closed the heavy outer door of the Academy after them.,Finally, Ebenezer Wopp’s musings, which had been gathering force as he worked, burst into speech. For a quiet man he became almost oratorical. Then he fell to soliloquizing audibly.,"Voodoo!" she said, and laughed again.,"Oh, yes, I am quite ready," says Mona, starting somewhat guiltily. And then they pass out through the big yard-gate, with the two dogs at their heels, and their attendant squire, who brings up the rear with a soft whistle that rings through the cool night-air and tells the listening stars that the "girl he loves is his dear," and his "own, his artless Nora Creana.",“A doctor’s wife gets over ‘expecting’ very young, Billy. They won’t think I’m dead if I don’t come home to lunch. But your mother?” His inflection finished the question.,Evening veil'd in dewy shades,,To this Mr. Johnston made no audible reply. He simply nodded, waiting with suspended fork, for his narrator to resume.,"What is it, sir?" he asked, saluting Jen even in that moment of anxiety. "I heard an awful cry, sir, and came arter you.",CHAPTER I,"Found it this mornin' down by the pine grove near old Scroggie's ha'nted house. Stood on this side of the creek an' sent ol' Moll into the grove. She brought it to me. She's a great little dog, Moll. Now we're ready to hunt ol' Scroggie's buried money an' lost will.".