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WAR Dave smells the chips and says:

"It's just been finished!"

Jon rubs his hand over the stump.

"The sap is still as thin as water," says he. "It hasn't been down ten minutes. I've cut down enough trees to know!"

"Come," says Dave, "he's not far away. That was him—or them—daddy saw. Come on, we can get him!"

He starts away, fighty as a young bull. But Evelyn clutches him.

Then she acts as if she didn't know why she done it.

"Don't—don't—leave me alone," she says, at last, and the way she was trembling proved that she oughtn't to be left alone.

Jonthy, he comes up and takes hold of Dave.

"Yes," he says, "there is something better than trees—after all—here to be anxious about. We've forgotten it in our anger."

Of course, Dave is scared about Evelyn and gives it up—killing the marauders. 92