"
There was a sound of dragging outside the door and presently Bunty
came in backward, lugging a great, strange thing.
It seemed to be five or six heavy pieces of board nailed together
haphazard.
"It's a chair," he explained, wiping the perspiration from his
forehead. "Oh! I'm going to put some canvas across it, of course,
so you won't fall through; but I thought I'd show it you first."
Judy's eyes smiled, but she thanked him warmly. "I wasn't goin'
to make any stupid thing, like Pip did," the small youth continued,
looking deprecatingly at the little drawers. "This is really
useful, you see; when you get up you can sit on it, Judy, by the
fire and read or sew or something. You like it better 'n Pip's, don't
you?"
Judy temporized skilfully, and averted offence to either by asking
them to put the presents with all the others near the head of the bed.
"What a lot of things you'll have to take back to school, Ju," Nell
said, as she added her contribution in the shape of a pair of crochet
cuffs and a doll's wool jacket.
But Judy only flashed her a reproachful glance, and turned her face
to the wall for the rest of the evening.
That was what had been hanging over her so heavily all this long
fortnight in bed--the thought of school in the future.
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