He had been formally adopted by the Becks at the age of twelve. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. " So saying, he raised a whistle to his lips, and blew a loud call; and, as this was unanswered, another still louder. The mother, Cathy Beck, was as patient and as charitable of an individual that Lucy had ever known, a big kindly Polish-American woman with the heart of an angel. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. I am going to help take care of him," said Ruth, quite ordinarily, as though taking care of unknown derelicts was an ordinary event in her life. " "Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. White,” she remarked.
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