"Hullo!" he cried, straightening himself. "Hullo!" and he held up
his discovery before the astonished eyes of the group.
"It looks like a gold coin, Grandfather!" exclaimed Ethel Brown.
"That's just what it is. A guinea. Its date is 1762. Where did you
find it, Ayleesabet?" he asked the child, who was reaching up her tiny
hands for the return of her new plaything.
"Here, here," she answered, pointing to the floor where the casing of
the chimney yawned from the planks for half an inch. "Here," and she
pushed her fingers into the crack.
"I saw her pull something that was sticking out of there a little bit,"
said Dorothy, "but I was interested in what Mr. Emerson was saying and
I didn't pay much attention to what she was doing."
Miss Merriam took Elisabeth on her lap and peered between her lips to
make sure that no dirt from the floor was visible. Then she took a
small emergency kit from her pocket, extracted a bit of sterile gauze
and wiped out the little pink mouth.
"I live in hopes that the day will come when she'll outgrow her desire
to test everything with her mouth," she remarked amusedly.
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