For months we lived in a perfect
inferno-- and do you know what our idea of heaven was then?"
They said nothing and he went on in a lighter tone.
"It was just to get back alive and, well, to God's country and you
girls-- to sit for hours, days if we could, where we could look at you
and listen to you and not do a thing but just be happy. I wonder if
you can understand that?"
"Of course, we can, Will!" cried Betty, impulsively reaching over and
laying a hand on the boy's arm. "You have earned the right to sit and
be amused, and we'll do it till you cry aloud for mercy. And you
needn't tell us a single word about yourselves until you get good and
ready."
"You're a brick, Betty," said Will warmly, laying his hand over her
little one. "I might have known we could count on you."
"By the way," Roy broke in suddenly, his eye on the basket of eatables
that the girls had prepared for their adventure, "what's in that
hamper, anyway? If it's anything to eat, let's have it."
Betty pulled the basket over to her, lifted the cover and passed it
over to the ravenous one.
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