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 "Get out!" he said; "What's the matter with you!" and then he slouched on, a very different looking figure from the whistling boy who had approached a few moments before.

The little boys dodged away, shouting roughly to him; and then one succeeded in hitting the other for "tag," and started to run. "Say, quit your hitting so hard!" called the other. "Wait till I get you!" and started angrily after his playmate.

Marjorie stood still, looking with startled eyes. The boys ran in among a group of other children, and almost immediately a sound of wrangling began; other children came to see what was the matter; mothers appeared at the door-ways and called angrily to their children,—and presently to each other;—and the whole atmosphere of the beautiful valley became changed from cheery happiness to ill-natured wrangling and contention.

Marjorie watched in dismay. Presently she turned to the Dream. "Just think," she said, "I did all that!"

"Yes," said the Dream, "you did. Hard words and black looks breed fast."

"You'll be sorry that you said that!" called one woman to another.

"Wait till my husband gets home tonight," came the answer; "We'll see what that boy of yours will get."