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You must have been all
afternoon getting so many," and she put the strawberry in her mouth and
picked up her sewing as though that ended the matter.
Leff stood shifting from foot to foot, hoping that she might extend a
helping hand.
"The river's falling," he said at length. "It's gone down two feet.
We can cross this evening."
"Then I must hurry and finish my mending."
She evidently was not going to extend so much as the tip of a finger.
In his bashful misery his mind worked suddenly and unexpectedly.
"I've got to go and get the horses," he said, and, setting the pail on
the log beside her, turned and ran.
But Susan was prepared for this move. It was what she expected.
"Oh, Leff," she called, lazily. "Come back, you've forgotten your
strawberries."
And he had to come back, furious and helpless, he had to come back. He
had not courage for a word, did not dare even to meet her gaze lifted
mildly to his. He snatched up the pail and lurched off and Susan
returned to her sewing, smiling to herself.
"He wanted you to take the berries," said Daddy John, who had been
watching.


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