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XXX. The Rescue Expedition |
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"TAKE ME TO HER," said Mrs. Milton, with intensity, turning towards Widgery. "Certainly," said Widgery, suddenly becoming active. "How far is it, Dangle?" "Mile and a half or two miles. I was determined to find them, you know. I say though--Look at my hands! But I beg your pardon, Mrs. Milton." He turned to Phipps. "Phipps, I say, where shall I wash the gravel out? And have a look at my knee?" "There's the station," said Phipps, becoming helpful. Dangle made a step, and a damaged knee became evident. "Take my arm," said Phipps. "Where can we get a conveyance?" asked Widgery of two small boys. The two small boys failed to understand. They looked at one another. "There's not a cab, not a go-cart, in sight," said Widgery. "It's a case of a horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse." "There's a harse all right," said one of the small boys with a movement of the head. "Don't you know where we can hire traps? asked Widgery. "Or a cart or-- anything?" asked Mrs. Milton. "John Ooker's gart a cart, but no one can't 'ire'n," said the larger of the small boys, partially averting his face and staring down the road and making a song of it. "And so's my feyther, for's leg us broke." "Not a cart even! Evidently. What shall we do?" It occurred to Mrs. Milton that if Widgery was the man for courtly devotion, Dangle was infinitely readier of resource. "I suppose--" she said, timidly. "Perhaps if you were to ask Mr. Dangle--" |
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