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  SheraisedherhandandpointedashakingfingerstraightatCaptainShadrach。
  Allthreeofherhearersweresurprised,ofcourse,butinthecaseoftheCaptainhimselfamazementwascoupledwithrighteousindignation。
  “Wha-what?“hestammered。“Whosaidso?Whatkindoftalk’sthat?
  SaidIwasgoin’toknockyourheadoff?Iwas?“
  Baxterlaughed。“No,no,Mary-’Gusta,“hesaid;“you’remistaken。
  Mrs。Hobbscouldn’thavesaidanysuchthing。You’remistaken,dear。“
  “No,Iain’t,“withanothersob;“shedidsayso。Shesaidhewouldknockmyhead——ah——ah——offand——andputmeinjail,too。AndI
  didn’tmeantodoit;honest,trulyIdidn’t。“
  TheJudgelookedathiscompanionsandshookhisheadasiftheconundrumwasbeyondhisguessing。CaptainShadgroaned。
  “Byfire!“heejaculated。“Allhandshavegoneloony,young-onesandall。And,“withconviction,“I’montheroadmyself。“
  ZoethHamiltonsteppedforwardandheldouthishands。
  “Comehere,dearie,“hesaid,gently;“comehereandtellmeallaboutit。NeithermenortheCap’n’sgoin’tohurtyouamite。Welikelittlegirls,bothofusdo。Nowyoucomeandtellmeaboutit。“
  Mary-’Gusta’ssobsceased。Shelookedatthespeakerdoubtfully。
  “Come,don’tbescared,“beggedZoeth。“We’regoin’tobegoodfriendstoyou。Weknewyourfatherandhethoughteverythingofus。Youain’tgoin’tobeafraidoffolksthatwasyourPa’schums。
  Youcomehereandlet’stalkitover。“
  SlowlyMary-’Gustacrossedtheroom。Zoethsatdownuponanemptyboxnearthedoorandliftedthegirltohisknee。
  “Nowyouain’tafraidofme,beyou?“heaskedquietly。
  Mary-’Gustashookherhead,butherbigeyeswerefixeduponCaptainShadrach’sface。
  “No-o,“shefaltered。“I——IguessIain’t。Butyouwasn’ttheoneIdiditto。Itwashim。“
  JudgingbytheCaptain’sexpressionhisconvictionthatallhands,himselfincluded,hadlosttheirreasonwasmomentarilygrowingfirmer。
  “ME?“hegasped。“Youdonesomethin’tomeandI——well,byJudas,thisis——“
  “Hush,Shadrach!Whatwasityoudone,Mary,thatmadeyouafraidofCap’nGould?Tellme。Iwon’thurtyouandIwon’tletanybodyelse。“
  “YOUwon’tlet——ZoethHamilton,Iswan,I——“
  “Bestill,Shadrach,formercysakes!Now,whatwasit,dearie?“
  Mary-’Gustahesitated。ThensheburiedherfaceinMr。Hamilton’sjacketandsobbedaconfession。
  “I——Imadeitgo,“shecried。“I——Ibrokethe——thecatch——anditwaswoundupand——anditwentoff。ButIdidn’tknow。Ididn’tmean——“
  “There,there,courseyoudidn’t。Weknowyoudidn’t。Whatwasitthatwentoff?“
  “The——themusicchair。ItwasinthecornerandMr。Halletttookitand——andIcouldn’tsayanything’causeMrs。HobbssaidImustn’tspeakawordatthefuneral。And——andhesetinitanditplayedand——Oh,don’tlethimputmeinjail!Pleasedon’t。“
  Anotherburstoftears。Mary-’GustaclungtightlytotheHamiltonjacket。JudgeBaxterlookedasifalighthadsuddenlybrokenuponthedarknessofhismind。
  “Isee,“hesaid。“Youwereresponsibleforthe’Campbells。’I
  see。“
  Shadrachdrewalongbreath。
  “Whew!“hewhistled。“Soshewastheone。Well,Iswan!“
  Zoethstrokedthechild’shair。
  “That’sallright,dearie,“hesaid。“Nowdon’tyouworryaboutthat。Wedidn’tknowwhodidit,butnowwedoandit’sallright。
  Weknowyoudidn’tmeanto。“
  “Won’t——won’theknockmyheadoff?“
  “No,no,coursehewon’t。Tellherso,Shadrach。“
  CaptainShadrachpulledathisbeard。Thenheburstintoalaugh。
  “Iwon’thurtyoufornothin’,sis,“hesaid,heartily。“It’sallrightanddon’tyoufretaboutit。Accidentswillhappeneveninthebestregulated——er——funerals;though,“withabroadgrin,“I
  hopeanotheronelikethat’llneverhappentoME。Nowdon’tyoucryanymore。“
  Mary-’Gustaraisedherheadandregardedhimsteadily。
  “Won’tIbeputinjail?“sheasked,morehopefully。
  “Indeedyouwon’t。Ineverputanybodyinjailinmylife;though,“
  withanemphaticnod,“there’ssomefolksoughttogothereforfrightenin’childrenoutoftheirsenses。DidthatMrs。HobbstellyouIwasgoin’to——whatwasit?——knockyourheadoffandalltherest?“
  “Yes,sir,shedid。“
  “Well,she’sa——she’swhatsheis。Whatelsedidshesaytoyou?“
  “She——shesaidIwasabad,wickedchildandshehopedI’dbesenttothe——theorphans’home。Ifshewastohavethecareofme,shesaid,she’dmakemewalkachalkorknowwhy。AndshesentmetomyroomandsaidIcouldn’thaveanysupper。“
  ZoethandtheCaptainlookedateachother。Baxterfrowned。
  “Ontheverydayofherfather’sfuneral,“hemuttered。
  “Can’tIhaveanysupper?“beggedMary-’Gusta。“I’mawfulhungry;I
  didn’twantmuchdinner。“
  Zoethnodded。Histone,whenhespoke,wasnotsomildaswasusualwithhim。
  “Youshallhaveyoursupper,“hesaid。
  “And——andmustIgototheorphans’home?“
  Nooneansweredatonce。ZoethandCaptainShadagainlookedateachotherandtheJudgelookedatthemboth。
  “MustI?“repeatedMary-’Gusta。“I——Idon’twantto。I’dratherdie,Iguess,andgotoHeaven,sameasMotherandFather。ButMrs。
  Hobbssaystheydon’thaveanydollsnorcatsinHeaven,soIdon’tknow’sI’dwanttogothere。“
  Baxterwalkedtothewindowandlookedout。CaptainShadrachreachedintohispocket,producedacrumpledhandkerchief,andblewhisnoseviolently。Zoethstrokedthechild’shair。
  “Mary-’Gusta,“hesaid,afteramoment,“howwouldyouliketogoovertoSouthHarnissand——andseemeandCap’nGouldalittlewhile?Justmakeusavisit,youknow。Thinkyou’dlikethat?“
  TheCaptainstarted。“Goodland,Zoeth!“heexclaimed。“Becarefulwhatyou’resayin’。“
  “Iain’tsayin’anythingdefinite,Shadrach。Iknowhowyoufeelaboutit。Ijustwantedtoseehowshefeltherself,that’sall。
  Thinkyou’dlikethat,Mary-’Gusta?“
  Mary-’Gustathoughtitover。“IguessmaybeIwould,“shesaid,“ifIcouldtakemydollsandDavid。Iwouldn’twanttoleaveDavid。
  Mrs。Hobbsdon’tlikecats。“
  AndatthatmomentMrs。Hobbsherselfappearedinthedoorwayofthecarriageroom。Shesawthechildandhereyessnapped。
  “Soshewashere,“shesaid。“Ithoughtasmuch。Mary-’Gusta,whatdidyourunawayfromthatroomfor?Didn’tIforbidyouleavin’
  it?She’sbeenabadgirl,JudgeBaxter,“sheadded,“andIcan’tmakeherbehave。Itrymybest,butI’msureIdon’tknowwhattodo。“
  CaptainShadrachthrustbothhandsintohispockets。
  “Itellyouwhattodo,“hesaid,sharply。“Yougointothehouseandputsomeofherthingsintoavaliseorsatchelorsomethin’。
  Andhurryupasfastasyoucan。“
  Mrs。Hobbswasastonished。
  “Put’eminasatchel?“sherepeated。“Whatfor?Where’sshegoin’?“
  “She’sgoin’homealongwithmeandZoeth。Andshe’sgottostartinsideofhalfanhour。Youhurry。“
  “But——but——“