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Cody, H. A. (Hiram Alfred), 1872-1948

"Rod of the Lone Patrol"

A look of disappointment
appeared upon her face as the door opened and Rod entered.
"Oh, it's only you," she complained. "What brought you here?"
"I came for the key, Miss Arabella," Rod pantingly explained, keeping
as close to the door as possible.
"H'm, I should think you would not only be afraid but ashamed to come
near me after doing such a mean thing as you did this afternoon," and
the invalid fixed her piercing eyes upon the boy.
"W-what did I do?" Rod stammered.
"Do! Didn't you put that key down my neck, which gave me such a
terrible shock?"
"But it brought you back to life, Miss Arabella, and it stopped your
nose bleeding. Captain Josh said that was the best thing to do, and I
guess he was right."
"Oh, that was what you did it for, was it?"
"Sure. I never thought of scaring you. I only wanted to do a good
turn, that's all."
"But what did you say such things about my nose for, tell me that?"
"Why, did you hear me? I thought you didn't know anything."
"Then you were mistaken. I heard and knew more than you imagined."
"The men thought that you were almost dead, Miss Arabella, and they
felt very bad."
"Did they?" the woman questioned, and her voice was softer than usual.


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