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There they all were; those who had come first to the house, and many others: Jean, Bess Carter, Charley Strong, Max Krieber, Jackson Carter, the little colored boy, standing aloof, and others, large and small. All in a line they stood, and shouted up at him:,“Did Clarence show you the sights of the city this morning?” asked Mr. Crump, trying to repress a smile.,Locked up! The child’s heart beat stiflingly; yet she did not cry out; she thought self-control would win her more favor than tears.,The whistle shrilled up the narrow valley, echoing back and forth from the steep green hills that bounded it.,He went out. May Nell stared after him, dazed and trembling. When the key turned in the lock she looked around wildly; ran to the window and tried it. It was nailed down. For a second she stood quite still, gazing straight before her. Then the horror of her plight swept over her; she threw herself on the bed, a crumpled little heap, buried her face in the pillow, and sobbed piteously.,“It’s been the best ever,” Jean said, happily.,“Hold your grouch, Sour,” Harold expostulated.,The first sign of return to health was indicated by a slight querulousness that invalids seem to claim as their prerogative. The convalescent wanted books and pictures, her discarded favorite, Hannah, stiff with long neglect, and her pets individually and collectively. Then having run the gamut of dumb playmates, she called for her beloved friends.,“Your nose is out of joint, Edith! I’ve got a new sister.” But his eyes belied his blunt words.,Her wardrobe was a heavy drain on Edith’s purse, yet the young teacher delighted almost as a mother in the dainty garments that won her to extravagance.,Though these and similar remarks seemed rather personal no resentment was felt by anybody.,“I’ll make a note of that, Lize.”.