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He
probably
would
have
said
the
same
to
anything
she
suggested
.
When
McLean
came
,
he
found
the
Angel
flushed
and
glowing
,
sitting
on
the
wagon
,
her
hands
already
filled
.
One
of
the
men
,
who
was
cutting
a
scrub
-
oak
,
had
carried
to
her
a
handful
of
crimson
leaves
.
Another
had
gathered
a
bunch
of
delicate
marsh
-
grass
heads
for
her
.
Someone
else
,
in
taking
out
a
bush
,
had
found
a
daintily
built
and
lined
little
nest
,
fresh
as
when
made
.
She
held
up
her
treasures
and
greeted
McLean
,
“
Good
morning
,
Mr
.
Boss
of
the
Limberlost
!
”
The
gang
shouted
,
while
he
bowed
profoundly
before
her
.
“
Everyone
listen
!
”
cried
the
Angel
,
climbing
a
roll
of
canvas
.
“
I
have
something
to
say
!
Freckles
has
been
guarding
here
over
a
year
now
,
and
he
presents
the
Limberlost
to
you
,
with
every
tree
in
it
saved
;
for
good
measure
he
has
this
morning
located
the
rarest
one
of
them
all
:
the
one
in
from
the
east
line
,
that
Wessner
spoke
of
the
first
day
—
nearest
the
one
you
took
out
.
All
together
!
Everyone
!
Hurrah
for
Freckles
!
”
With
flushing
cheeks
and
gleaming
eyes
,
gaily
waving
the
grass
above
her
head
,
she
led
in
three
cheers
and
a
tiger
.
Freckles
slipped
into
the
swamp
and
hid
himself
,
for
fear
he
could
not
conceal
his
pride
and
his
great
surging
,
throbbing
love
for
her
.
The
Angel
subsided
on
the
canvas
and
explained
to
McLean
about
the
maple
.
The
Boss
was
mightily
pleased
.
He
took
Freckles
and
set
out
to
re
-
locate
and
examine
the
tree
.
The
Angel
was
interested
in
the
making
of
the
camp
,
so
she
preferred
to
remain
with
the
men
.
With
her
sharp
eyes
she
was
watching
every
detail
of
construction
;
but
when
it
came
to
the
stretching
of
the
dining
-
hall
canvas
she
proceeded
to
take
command
.
The
men
were
driving
the
rope
-
pins
,
when
the
Angel
arose
on
the
wagon
and
,
leaning
forward
,
spoke
to
Duncan
,
who
was
directing
the
work
.
“
I
believe
if
you
will
swing
that
around
a
few
feet
farther
,
you
will
find
it
better
,
Mr
.
Duncan
,
”
she
said
.
“
That
way
will
let
the
hot
sun
in
at
noon
,
while
the
sides
will
cut
off
the
best
breeze
.
”
“
That
’
s
a
fact
,
”
said
Duncan
,
studying
the
conditions
.
