The tears began to come, while she
looked, and when he put his arms about her, she put her face on
his breast and sobbed.
"There now!" he said soothingly. "It's all right now. I'm so
sorry--so very sorry," and he patted her on the shoulder and laid
his hand across her temple and hair, and pressed her head tight to
his breast. Almost as suddenly she stopped sobbing and loosening
herself turned away from him.
"I'm a fool--that's what I am," she said hotly.
"No, you aren't! Come on, little girl! We're friends again, aren't
we?" June was digging at her eyes with both hands.
"Aren't we?"
"Yes," she said with an angry little catch of her breath, and she
turned submissively to let him lift her to her seat. Then she
looked down into his face.
"Jack," she said, and he started again at the frank address, "I
ain't NEVER GOIN' TO DO THAT NO MORE."
"Yes, you are, little girl," he said soberly but cheerily. "You're
goin' to do it whenever I'm wrong or whenever you think I'm
wrong." She shook her head seriously.
"No, Jack."
In a few minutes they were at the foot of the mountain and on a
level road.
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