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Stolidly the man took his orders and stumped out. When he was gone Mr. Whitney’s assistant turned to Bob.,“You bet,” answered Bob. “I’ll never forget ’em.” For a moment he said nothing, letting his thoughts drift. Then—“But where is the job? You said it wasn’t here.”,The real Fairy Gift is amiability!,Enthron'd amid the wild impending rocks,,“Bob breathed so,” said Johnny Blossom.,“No,” said he hastily—and his clear young voice, though emphatic, had a note of childish fear—“no, I don’t want to, Uncle; I don’t want to stay here now that Uncle Isaac is dead”—,“Don’t come any further. Beat it back. I reckon we’ve told each other everything we know. Good night. I’ll come back again as soon as I hear anything new.”,“How this room does look!” Mother was continually saying.,“Is the Principal at home?”,“You haven’t much faith in me, have you? You are quite ready to believe that I have been a traitor to the Service.”,“Do you think that will help, sir?” he asked.,“No,” Bob gasped. “Mig—Miguel got away!”.