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"
As
a
nursemaid
-
"
"
Ninety-eight
--
ninety-nine
--
one
hundred
.
"
Gloria
withdrew
her
chubby
little
forearm
from
before
her
eyes
and
stood
for
a
moment
,
wrinkling
her
nose
and
blinking
in
the
sunlight
.
Then
,
trying
to
watch
in
all
directions
at
once
,
she
withdrew
a
few
cautious
steps
from
the
tree
against
which
she
had
been
leaning
.
She
craned
her
neck
to
investigate
the
possibilities
of
a
clump
of
bushes
to
the
right
and
then
withdrew
farther
to
obtain
a
better
angle
for
viewing
its
dark
recesses
.
The
quiet
was
profound
except
for
the
incessant
buzzing
of
insects
and
the
occasional
chirrup
of
some
hardy
bird
,
braving
the
midday
sun
.
Gloria
pouted
,
"
I
bet
he
went
inside
the
house
,
and
I
've
told
him
a
million
times
that
that
's
not
fair
.
"
With
tiny
lips
pressed
together
tightly
and
a
severe
frown
crinkling
her
forehead
,
she
moved
determinedly
toward
the
two-story
building
up
past
the
driveway
.
Too
late
she
heard
the
rustling
sound
behind
her
,
followed
by
the
distinctive
and
rhythmic
clump-clump
of
Robbie
's
metal
feet
.
She
whirled
about
to
see
her
triumphing
companion
emerge
from
hiding
and
make
for
the
home-tree
at
full
speed
.
Gloria
shrieked
in
dismay
.
"
Wait
,
Robbie
!
That
was
n't
fair
,
Robbie
!
You
promised
you
would
n't
run
until
I
found
you
.
"
Her
little
feet
could
make
no
headway
at
all
against
Robbie
's
giant
strides
.
Then
,
within
ten
feet
of
the
goal
,
Robbie
's
pace
slowed
suddenly
to
the
merest
of
crawls
,
and
Gloria
,
with
one
final
burst
of
wild
speed
,
dashed
pantingly
past
him
to
touch
the
welcome
bark
of
home-tree
first
.
