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"Mary," said the man, "I guess neither of us understand Billy and maybe we never will, quite. I've often tried to tell you how much your willin'ness to face this life here meant to him and me but I'm no good at that sort'a thing. I just hoped you'd understan', that's all.",The driver cracked his whip and the load went on, swaying and creaking as it left the soft sand for the corduroy.,"Not yet," was the reply.,"Let's have it.",When she had done with her drawing, she went to the piano and passed another half-hour at that instrument, then took up some work which she presently neglected for a novel, and shortly after eleven o'clock she mounted to her bedroom to prepare herself for a drive with her aunt.,"You seem to have managed the stringin' all right," said the father, examining the wooden ducks on the work bench. "A little too much white on the bluebills, I'd say.",Maurice shook his head. "No ma'am, that ain't him," he said. "It's too big fer Croaker; it's a wild crow.","Croaker found that and brought it to me," she said, proudly.,"But I couldn't get no promise out o' Ringdo. He says you're workin' 'gainst us.","Croaker, good old Croaker, come down and I'll get you a cookie," Erie begged.,"Wasn't there some talk a bit of a time past of him a-courting of her?" said Pledge.,"You kin have that Jim Scroggie over to supper tonight, Willium, if you want to.".