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 can I help hating him?" she said. "Don't you hate him?"

"No. I don't even know what made him do it."

"But you could see why he did it. He wanted the strawberries."

"He didn't tell me that he wanted the strawberries."

"Well, any one with half an eye could see that."

"Yes, people with half an eye often see more than people with two whole eyes. Lots of folks spend most of their time looking at things with half an eye or on the bias, when they are neither half-of-one-eyed nor cross-eyed."

"Well, I don't care," said Marjorie, "that man ought to be hated."

"All right," said the Dream; "go ahead with your hating;—it's your loss."

"My loss," said Marjorie. But just then a woman came down the pathway and Marjorie turned to look at her. She was carrying a large bundle, and a little child lagged behind her, wearily.