One of you fellers jest run up and ask her,
quick! And, anyway," he added, "Mr. Preacher, you and the three little
girls ought to see our little boy."
Field, who had recently developed a tender admiration for the
heretofore repellent Miss Doc, started immediately.
He found old Jim and the pup already at the house where the tiny, pale
little Skeezucks still had domicile. Quickly relating the news of the
hour, the messenger delivered his query as to room to be had, in one
long gasp of breath.
Miss Doc flushed prettily, to think of entertaining a preacher and his
family. The thought of the three little girls set her heart to beating
in a way she could not take the time to analyze.
"Of course, they kin come, and welcome," she said. "I'll give 'em all
a bite to eat directly, but I don't jest see where I'll put so many.
If John and the preacher could both go up on the hill with you, Jim, I
'low I could manage."
"Room there for six," said Jim, who felt some singular stirring of
excitement in his veins at the thought of having the grave little
foundling meet three other children here in the camp. "I'd give him a
bunk if Keno and me had to take to the floor."
"All right, I'll skedaddle right back there, lickety-split, and let 'em
know," said Field.
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