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Great
is
the
elasticity
of
youth
.
A
hot
bath
and
a
sound
night
’
s
sleep
renewed
Freckles
’
strength
,
and
it
needed
but
little
more
to
work
the
same
result
with
the
Angel
.
Freckles
was
on
the
trail
early
the
next
morning
.
Besides
a
crowd
of
people
anxious
to
witness
Jack
’
s
capture
,
he
found
four
stalwart
guards
,
one
at
each
turn
.
In
his
heart
he
was
compelled
to
admit
that
he
was
glad
to
have
them
there
.
Close
noon
,
McLean
placed
his
men
in
charge
of
Duncan
,
and
taking
Freckles
,
drove
to
town
to
see
how
the
Angel
fared
.
McLean
visited
a
greenhouse
and
bought
an
armload
of
its
finest
products
;
but
Freckles
would
have
none
of
them
.
He
would
carry
his
message
in
a
glowing
mass
of
the
Limberlost
’
s
first
goldenrod
.
The
Bird
Woman
received
them
,
and
in
answer
to
their
eager
inquiries
,
said
that
the
Angel
was
in
no
way
seriously
injured
,
only
so
bruised
and
shaken
that
their
doctor
had
ordered
her
to
lie
quietly
for
the
day
.
Though
she
was
sore
and
stiff
,
they
were
having
work
to
keep
her
in
bed
.
Her
callers
sent
up
their
flowers
with
their
grateful
regards
,
and
the
Angel
promptly
returned
word
that
she
wanted
to
see
them
.
She
reached
both
hands
to
McLean
.
“
What
if
one
old
tree
is
gone
?
You
don
’
t
care
,
sir
?
You
feel
that
Freckles
has
kept
his
trust
as
nobody
ever
did
before
,
don
’
t
you
?
You
won
’
t
forget
all
those
long
first
days
of
fright
that
you
told
us
of
,
the
fearful
cold
of
winter
,
the
rain
,
heat
,
and
lonesomeness
,
and
the
brave
days
,
and
lately
,
nights
,
too
,
and
let
him
feel
that
his
trust
is
broken
?
Oh
,
Mr
.
McLean
,
”
she
begged
,
“
say
something
to
him
!
Do
something
to
make
him
feel
that
it
isn
’
t
for
nothing
he
has
watched
and
suffered
it
out
with
that
old
Limberlost
.
Make
him
see
how
great
and
fine
it
is
,
and
how
far
,
far
better
he
has
done
than
you
or
any
of
us
expected
!
What
’
s
one
old
tree
,
anyway
?
”
she
cried
passionately
.
“
I
was
thinking
before
you
came
.
Those
other
men
were
rank
big
cowards
.
They
were
scared
for
their
lives
.
If
they
were
the
drivers
,
I
wager
you
gloves
against
gloves
they
never
took
those
logs
out
to
the
pike
.
My
coming
upset
them
.
Before
you
feel
bad
any
more
,
you
go
look
and
see
if
they
didn
’
t
lose
courage
the
minute
they
left
Wessner
and
Black
Jack
,
dump
that
timber
and
run
.
I
don
’
t
believe
they
ever
had
the
grit
to
drive
out
with
it
in
daylight
.
Go
see
if
they
didn
’
t
figure
on
leaving
the
way
we
did
the
other
morning
,
and
you
’
ll
find
the
logs
before
you
reach
the
road
.
They
never
risked
taking
them
into
the
open
,
when
they
got
away
and
had
time
to
think
.
Of
course
they
didn
’
t
!
“
And
,
then
,
another
thing
.
You
haven
’
t
lost
your
wager
!
It
never
will
be
claimed
,
because
you
made
it
with
a
stout
,
dark
,
red
-
faced
man
who
drives
a
bay
and
a
gray
.
He
was
right
back
of
you
,
Mr
.
McLean
,
when
I
came
yesterday
.
He
went
deathly
white
and
shook
on
his
feet
when
he
saw
those
men
probably
would
be
caught
.
Some
one
of
them
was
something
to
him
,
and
you
can
just
spot
him
for
one
of
the
men
at
the
bottom
of
your
troubles
,
and
urging
those
younger
fellows
to
steal
from
you
.
I
suppose
he
’
d
promised
to
divide
.
You
settle
with
him
,
and
that
business
will
stop
.
”
She
turned
to
Freckles
.
“
And
you
be
the
happiest
man
alive
,
because
you
have
kept
your
trust
.
Go
look
where
I
tell
you
and
you
’
ll
find
the
logs
.
I
can
see
just
about
where
they
are
.
When
they
go
up
that
steep
little
hill
,
into
the
next
woods
after
the
cornfield
,
why
,
they
could
unloose
the
chains
and
the
logs
would
roll
from
the
wagons
themselves
.
Now
,
you
go
look
;
and
Mr
.
McLean
,
you
do
feel
that
Freckles
has
been
brave
and
faithful
?
You
won
’
t
love
him
any
the
less
even
if
you
don
’
t
find
the
logs
.
”
The
Angel
’
s
nerve
gave
way
and
she
began
to
cry
.
Freckles
could
not
endure
it
.
He
almost
ran
from
the
room
,
with
the
tears
in
his
eyes
;
but
McLean
took
the
Angel
from
the
Bird
Woman
’
s
arms
,
and
kissed
her
brave
little
face
,
stroked
her
hair
,
and
petted
her
into
quietness
before
he
left
.
