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How
Freckles
came
to
understand
was
a
problem
.
“
It
’
s
this
,
”
he
persisted
.
“
If
your
father
met
me
on
the
street
,
in
my
station
and
dress
,
with
you
on
me
arm
,
he
’
d
have
every
right
to
be
caning
me
before
the
people
,
and
not
a
finger
would
I
lift
to
stay
him
.
”
The
Angel
’
s
eyes
snapped
.
“
If
you
think
my
father
cares
about
my
doing
anything
that
is
right
and
kind
,
and
that
makes
me
happy
to
do
—
why
,
then
you
completely
failed
in
reading
my
father
,
and
I
’
ll
ask
him
and
just
show
you
.
”
She
dropped
Freckles
’
arm
and
turned
toward
the
entrance
to
the
building
.
“
Why
,
look
there
!
”
she
exclaimed
.
Her
father
stood
in
a
big
window
fronting
the
street
,
a
bundle
of
papers
in
his
hand
,
interestedly
watching
the
little
scene
,
with
eyes
that
comprehended
quite
as
thoroughly
as
if
he
had
heard
every
word
.
The
Angel
caught
his
glance
and
made
a
despairing
little
gesture
toward
Freckles
.
The
Man
of
Affairs
answered
her
with
a
look
of
infinite
tenderness
.
He
nodded
his
head
and
waved
the
papers
in
the
direction
she
had
indicated
,
and
the
veriest
dolt
could
have
read
the
words
his
lips
formed
:
“
Take
him
along
!
”
A
sudden
trembling
seized
Freckles
.
At
sight
of
the
Angel
’
s
father
he
had
stepped
back
as
far
from
her
as
he
could
,
leaned
the
wheel
against
him
,
and
snatched
off
his
hat
.
The
Angel
turned
on
him
with
triumphing
eyes
.
She
was
highly
strung
and
not
accustomed
to
being
thwarted
.
“
Did
You
see
that
?
”
she
demanded
.
“
Now
are
you
satisfied
?
Will
you
come
,
or
must
I
call
a
policeman
to
bring
you
?
”
Freckles
went
.
There
was
nothing
else
to
do
.
Guiding
his
wheel
,
he
walked
down
the
street
beside
her
.
On
every
hand
she
was
kept
busy
giving
and
receiving
the
cheeriest
greetings
.
She
walked
into
the
parlors
exactly
as
if
she
owned
them
.
A
clerk
came
hurrying
to
meet
her
.
“
There
’
s
a
table
vacant
beside
a
window
where
it
is
cool
.
I
’
ll
save
it
for
you
,
”
and
he
started
back
.
