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Ount. Laughing and chatting gayly until she saw her own smiles reflected
on the little, sorrowful features, she, with a tender mother's care,
bathed the flushed face, combed out the bright silky hair, smoothed and
arranged the rumpled dress, and, taking the small hand, went out to the
garden gate to meet the expedition sent in search of Harry. Now this was
his red-letter day. Harry was in luck. Therefore it was not one of the
many servants of the establishment, or any straggling acquaintance that
had joined in the search. Luckily, it was not one of these, or the cross
Betty, who first espied Harry and the lady: otherwise he would have been
borne away from his friend and his recently discovered Eden in triumph,
in spite of all cries and protestations. It was Harry's own papa; and it
did not take many words, when the bright-faced lady was the pleader
(backed by that little face, with that strange flush of joy upon it,
that spoke more eloquently to the father's heart than any words could
have done), to induce that gentleman to allow Harry to remain where he
was all day; likewise to extort a promise that he might come to see the
lady whenever and as often as she chose to trouble herself with the care
of him: and this being nicely arranged, Harry's papa went his w