Shep came along to the house without you, and we thought
most likely you'd taken the wrong turn."
Betsy felt terribly aggrieved. She wanted to be petted and praised for
her heroism. She wanted Cousin Ann to REALIZE ... oh, if Aunt Frances were
only there, SHE would realize ... !
"I fell down in the hole, and Betsy wanted to go and get Mr. Putney, but
I wouldn't let her, and so she threw down a big branch and I climbed
out," explained Molly, who, now that her danger was past, took Betsy's
action quite as a matter of course.
"Oh, that was how it happened," said Cousin Ann. She looked down the
hole and saw the big branch, and looked back and saw the long trail of
crushed snow where Betsy had dragged it. "Well, now, that was quite a
good idea for a little girl to have," she said briefly. "I guess you'll
do to take care of Molly all right!"
She spoke in her usual voice and immediately drew the children after
her, but Betsy's heart was singing joyfully as she trotted along
clasping Cousin Ann's strong hand. Now she knew that Cousin Ann
realized. ... She trotted fast, smiling to herself in the darkness.
"What made you think of doing that?" asked Cousin Ann presently, as they
approached the house.
"Why, I tried to think what YOU would have done if you'd been there,"
said Betsy.
"Oh!" said Cousin Ann. "Well ..."
She didn't say another word, but Betsy, glancing up into her face as
they stepped into the lighted room, saw an expression that made her give
a little skip and hop of joy.
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