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“
Oh
,
it
’
s
well
now
!
”
cried
the
Angel
.
“
It
doesn
’
t
hurt
at
all
,
any
more
.
”
“
I
’
m
mighty
glad
,
”
said
Freckles
.
“
But
you
had
best
go
and
be
having
your
doctor
fix
it
right
;
the
minute
you
get
home
.
”
“
Oh
,
bother
!
A
little
scratch
like
that
!
”
jeered
the
Angel
.
“
My
blood
is
perfectly
pure
.
It
will
heal
in
three
days
.
”
“
It
’
s
cut
cruel
deep
.
It
might
be
making
a
scar
,
”
faltered
Freckles
,
his
eyes
on
the
ground
.
“
’
Twould
—
’
twould
be
an
awful
pity
.
A
doctor
might
know
something
to
prevent
it
.
”
“
Why
,
I
never
thought
of
that
!
”
exclaimed
the
Angel
.
“
I
noticed
you
didn
’
t
,
”
said
Freckles
softly
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
much
about
it
,
but
it
seems
as
if
most
girls
would
.
”
The
Angel
thought
intently
,
while
Freckles
still
knelt
beside
her
.
Suddenly
she
gave
herself
an
impatient
little
shake
,
lifted
her
glorious
eyes
full
to
his
,
and
the
smile
that
swept
her
sweet
,
young
face
was
the
loveliest
thing
that
Freckles
ever
had
seen
.
“
Don
’
t
let
’
s
bother
about
it
,
”
she
proposed
,
with
the
faintest
hint
of
a
confiding
gesture
toward
him
.
“
It
won
’
t
make
a
scar
.
Why
,
it
couldn
’
t
,
when
you
have
dressed
it
so
nicely
.
”
The
velvety
touch
of
her
warm
arm
was
tingling
in
Freckles
’
fingertips
.
Dainty
lace
and
fine
white
ribbon
peeped
through
her
torn
dress
.
There
were
beautiful
rings
on
her
fingers
.
Every
article
she
wore
was
of
the
finest
material
and
in
excellent
taste
.
There
was
the
trembling
Limberlost
guard
in
his
coarse
clothing
,
with
his
cotton
rags
and
his
old
pail
of
swamp
water
.
Freckles
was
sufficiently
accustomed
to
contrasts
to
notice
them
,
and
sufficiently
fine
to
be
hurt
by
them
always
.
