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Jean of the Lazy A

CHAPTER IX
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A MAN-SIZED JOB FOR JEAN Jean was just returning wet-lashed from burying the little brown bird under a wild-rose bush near the creek.

She had known all along that it would die; everything that she took any interest in turned out badly, it seemed to her.

The wonder was that the bird had lived so long after she had taken it under her protection.
All that day her Aunt Ella had worn a wet towel turban-wise upon her head, and the look of a martyr about to enter a den of lions.

Add that to the habitual atmosphere of injury which she wore, and Aunt Ella was not what one might call a cheerful companion.

Besides, the appearance of the wet towel was a danger signal to Jean's conscience, and forbade any thought of saddling Pard and riding away from the Bar Nothing into her own dream world and the great outdoors.


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