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“
Yes
,
”
said
Harry
quickly
,
“
and
the
doctor
said
that
father
had
a
better
chance
than
most
men
,
because
he
didn
’
t
drink
.
He
said
yesterday
the
fever
was
so
high
that
if
father
had
been
a
drinking
man
it
would
have
burned
him
up
like
a
piece
of
paper
;
but
I
believe
he
thinks
he
will
get
over
it
;
don
’
t
you
think
he
will
,
Mr
.
Grant
?
”
The
governor
looked
puzzled
.
“
If
there
’
s
any
rule
that
good
men
should
get
over
these
things
,
I
’
m
sure
he
will
,
my
boy
;
he
’
s
the
best
man
I
know
.
I
’
ll
look
in
early
to
-
morrow
.
”
Early
next
morning
he
was
there
.
“
Well
?
”
said
he
.
“
Father
is
better
,
”
said
Harry
.
“
Mother
hopes
he
will
get
over
it
.
”
“
Thank
God
!
”
said
the
governor
,
“
and
now
you
must
keep
him
warm
,
and
keep
his
mind
easy
,
and
that
brings
me
to
the
horses
;
you
see
Jack
will
be
all
the
better
for
the
rest
of
a
week
or
two
in
a
warm
stable
,
and
you
can
easily
take
him
a
turn
up
and
down
the
street
to
stretch
his
legs
;
but
this
young
one
,
if
he
does
not
get
work
,
he
will
soon
be
all
up
on
end
,
as
you
may
say
,
and
will
be
rather
too
much
for
you
;
and
when
he
does
go
out
there
’
ll
be
an
accident
.
”
“
It
is
like
that
now
,
”
said
Harry
.
“
I
have
kept
him
short
of
corn
,
but
he
’
s
so
full
of
spirit
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
do
with
him
.
”
“
Just
so
,
”
said
Grant
.
“
Now
look
here
,
will
you
tell
your
mother
that
if
she
is
agreeable
I
will
come
for
him
every
day
till
something
is
arranged
,
and
take
him
for
a
good
spell
of
work
,
and
whatever
he
earns
,
I
’
ll
bring
your
mother
half
of
it
,
and
that
will
help
with
the
horses
’
feed
.
Your
father
is
in
a
good
club
,
I
know
,
but
that
won
’
t
keep
the
horses
,
and
they
’
ll
be
eating
their
heads
off
all
this
time
;
I
’
ll
come
at
noon
and
hear
what
she
says
,
”
and
without
waiting
for
Harry
’
s
thanks
he
was
gone
.
