" He arranged the hastily constructed bouquet to suit him. Then
he laid it on the rock.
"Accordin' to the latest book on good table-manners, or 'How to Be Happy
Though Dressed Up,' this here bouquet is the proper thing. They'll think
I'm some wiz' when I step out and present these here hummin'birds'
bugles. Huh! I seen the two bosses gone, and I gets wise direct. But I
got to brace up. Wonder what she'll think about me--after hearin' what I
said last night at the Old Meadow? Gee! I wonder what I did say? Did I
cuss much? I forget. H-m-m. Good-mornin', folks! I--er--This here--Them
hummin'birds' bugles--flowers--Happy day--Collie, what's wrong with you?
What you laughin' at?"
"You, of course. Where did you get the posies?"
"Picked 'em along the Golden Shore. Just got back."
"You do look scared, Red."
"Seein' you're gettin' personal--_you_ needn't to think because _you_
just been there that I never will."
"Say, Overland--I--we--" began Collie.
"I knowed it! I won't say a word to nobody."
Collie glanced at Louise. She nodded. Then she gave Overland her hand.
He seized it and stood looking into her sweet gray eyes. "Little Rose
Girl," he said quietly, "you always was the best and kindest and
beautifullest we ever knowed.
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