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Duncan
’
s
arms
closed
convulsively
around
his
wife
.
With
a
big
,
brown
hand
he
lovingly
stroked
her
rough
,
sorrel
hair
.
“
Sarah
,
you
’
re
a
guid
woman
!
”
he
said
.
“
You
’
re
a
michty
guid
woman
!
Ye
hae
a
way
o
’
speakin
’
out
at
times
that
’
s
like
the
inspired
prophets
of
the
Lord
.
If
that
had
been
put
to
me
,
now
,
I
’
d
’
a
’
felt
all
I
kent
how
to
and
been
keen
enough
to
say
the
richt
thing
;
but
dang
it
,
I
’
d
’
a
’
stuttered
and
stammered
and
got
naething
out
that
would
ha
’
done
onybody
a
mite
o
’
good
.
But
ye
,
Sarah
!
Did
ye
see
his
face
,
woman
?
Ye
sent
him
off
lookin
’
leke
a
white
light
of
holiness
had
passed
ower
and
settled
on
him
.
Ye
sent
the
lad
away
too
happy
for
mortal
words
,
Sarah
.
And
ye
made
me
that
proud
o
’
ye
!
I
wouldna
trade
ye
an
’
my
share
o
’
the
Limberlost
with
ony
king
ye
could
mention
.
”
He
relaxed
his
clasp
,
and
setting
a
heavy
hand
on
each
shoulder
,
he
looked
straight
into
her
eyes
.
“
Ye
’
re
prime
,
Sarah
!
Juist
prime
!
”
he
said
Sarah
Duncan
stood
alone
in
the
middle
of
her
two
-
roomed
log
cabin
and
lifted
a
bony
,
clawlike
pair
of
hands
,
reddened
by
frequent
immersion
in
hot
water
,
cracked
and
chafed
by
exposure
to
cold
,
black
-
lined
by
constant
battle
with
swamp
-
loam
,
calloused
with
burns
,
and
stared
at
them
wonderingly
.
“
Pretty
-
lookin
’
things
ye
are
!
”
she
whispered
.
“
But
ye
hae
juist
been
kissed
.
And
by
such
a
man
!
Fine
as
God
ever
made
at
His
verra
best
.
Duncan
wouldna
trade
wi
’
a
king
!
Na
!
Nor
I
wadna
trade
with
a
queen
wi
’
a
palace
,
an
’
velvet
gowns
,
an
’
diamonds
big
as
hazelnuts
,
an
’
a
hundred
visitors
a
day
into
the
bargain
.
Ye
’
ve
been
that
honored
I
’
m
blest
if
I
can
bear
to
souse
ye
in
dish
-
water
.
Still
,
that
kiss
winna
come
off
!
Naething
can
take
it
from
me
,
for
it
’
s
mine
till
I
dee
.
Lord
,
if
I
amna
proud
!
Kisses
on
these
old
claws
!
Weel
,
I
be
drawed
on
!
”
So
Freckles
fared
through
the
bitter
winter
.
He
was
very
happy
.
He
had
hungered
for
freedom
,
love
,
and
appreciation
so
long
!
He
had
been
unspeakably
lonely
at
the
Home
;
and
the
utter
loneliness
of
a
great
desert
or
forest
is
not
so
difficult
to
endure
as
the
loneliness
of
being
constantly
surrounded
by
crowds
of
people
who
do
not
care
in
the
least
whether
one
is
living
or
dead
.
All
through
the
winter
Freckles
’
entire
energy
was
given
to
keeping
up
his
lines
and
his
“
chickens
”
from
freezing
or
starving
.
When
the
first
breath
of
spring
touched
the
Limberlost
,
and
the
snow
receded
before
it
;
when
the
catkins
began
to
bloom
;
when
there
came
a
hint
of
green
to
the
trees
,
bushes
,
and
swale
;
when
the
rushes
lifted
their
heads
,
and
the
pulse
of
the
newly
resurrected
season
beat
strongly
in
the
heart
of
nature
,
something
new
stirred
in
the
breast
of
the
boy
.
Nature
always
levies
her
tribute
.
Now
she
laid
a
powerful
hand
on
the
soul
of
Freckles
,
to
which
the
boy
’
s
whole
being
responded
,
though
he
had
not
the
least
idea
what
was
troubling
him
.
Duncan
accepted
his
wife
’
s
theory
that
it
was
a
touch
of
spring
fever
,
but
Freckles
knew
better
.
He
never
had
been
so
well
.
Clean
,
hot
,
and
steady
the
blood
pulsed
in
his
veins
.
He
was
always
hungry
,
and
his
most
difficult
work
tired
him
not
at
all
.
For
long
months
,
without
a
single
intermission
,
he
had
tramped
those
seven
miles
of
trail
twice
each
day
,
through
every
conceivable
state
of
weather
.
With
the
heavy
club
he
gave
his
wires
a
sure
test
,
and
between
sections
,
first
in
play
,
afterward
to
keep
his
circulation
going
,
he
had
acquired
the
skill
of
an
expert
drum
major
.
In
his
work
there
was
exercise
for
every
muscle
of
his
body
each
hour
of
the
day
,
at
night
a
bath
,
wholesome
food
,
and
sound
sleep
in
a
room
that
never
knew
fire
.
He
had
gained
flesh
and
color
,
and
developed
a
greater
strength
and
endurance
than
anyone
ever
could
have
guessed
.
