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Wallie had told hiain to Helene Spenceley That would be an easy lared at hi in for breakfast, in a way that would have made him afraid to speak even if he had intended to To refrain fro different

He sat on a rustic bench on The Colonial laatching the silly robins and wondering why she had called hi was intended, but what did she mean by it? There was no reason that he could see for her to fly at hientle Pinkey when it was due to them that he, Wallie, was thrown into the petunias His neck was still stiff from the fall and no one had remembered to inquire about it--that was another reason for the disgruntledperfect fools of themselves over that Pinkey--they were at it now, he could hear the on the veranda

What he could not understand hy they should act as if there was so about a woman who came from west of Buffalo and then make a hero of a man from the Wild and Woolly Yet they always did it, he had noticed Why, that Pinkey could not speak a gra on his every word, breathless It was disgusting!

Wallie picked up a pebble and pelted a robin

He wished the undertoould catch that Spenceley girl If he should reach her when she was going down for the third ti her and that would about kill her He decided that he wouldwhen she did, on the very reht happen

"Gentle Annie! Gentle Annie! Gentle Annie!" The name rankled

Wallie pitched a pebble at another robin and accidentally hit it Stunned for an instant, it keeled over, and Wallie glanced guiltily toward the hotel to see if by any chance Mr Cone, who encouraged robins, was looking

Pinkey was crossing the laith the obvious intention of joining hi down beside Wallie, "I've nearly sprained ue answerin' questions 'Is it true that snakes shed their skin, and do the hot pools in the Yellowstone Park freeze in winter?' I'oin' to drift pretty pronto--I can't stand visitin'"

"Do you like the East, Mr Fripp?" inquired Wallie, formally