"I must sit down, I am that shaken," and she crept over to a chair
and dropped into it wearily, "and I am sure you must be too, child.
I wish the fire hadn't gone out; it seems chilly now, for all 'twas
such a hot day,--at least, I am chilly."
"Let me light up the fire for you?" asked Huldah, eagerly. "You do
look cold, ma'am. Shall I make you a cup of tea, or get you some
milk or something?"
The scene they had just passed through seemed to have broken down
some barrier, and drawn them as close together as though they had
known each other a long time.
Martha Perry hesitated a moment, though not now because she
distrusted Huldah. She was thinking, ought she to afford it?"
Yes, child," she answered, at last. "I don't believe I could sleep
if I went to bed as I am, I feel all unstrung and chilled." Then her
mind went back to the thought which troubled her most--"I wonder if
the fowls will be really all right," she mused, anxiously.
"Oh yes, ma'am." Huldah had no doubts on that point. "Those fellows
would be afraid to come back. Dick did give them a scare, springing
out of the dark on them like that, and they're too hurt about the
legs to want to walk any further than they can help, yet awhile!"
"Oh yes, of course," in accents of great relief, "I'd forgotten.
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