“She’s only got one eye . . . an’ she’s frightflee lame and . . . not any tail, so I call her . . . Catherine.” “And a mighty good name too!” said Wilbur Chisholm, glancing from the Small Person’s tearful face to the unlovely hen and back again. “Why were you crying here all alone, sweetheart? Not because of Catherine, sure now?” “N-o!” answered the Personage, striving right valiantly against her sobs. “It’s . . . only . . . George!” “What? Young Withymore? What’s he been doing, girlie?” “Nothing, only . . . ’serti…
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