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Tracy Park

CHAPTER XXXVI
2/11

But don't screech and hang on to me so.

We can never get along if you do,' Tom growled; and, taking her by the wrist, he dragged rather than led her through the woods where the great rain-drops were beginning to fall so fast as the two showers--one from the west and one from the south--approached each other, until at last they met overhead, and then commenced a wild and fierce battle of the elements, the southern storm and the western storm each seemingly trying to outdo the other and come off conqueror.
As the thunder and lightning and rain increased, Tom went on faster and faster, forgetting that the slip of a girl, who scarcely came to his shoulders, could not take so long strides as a great, hulking fellow like himself.
'Oh, Tom, Tom--please not so fast.

I can't keep up, my heart beats so fast and my boots hurt me so,' came in a faint, sobbing protest more than once from the panting girl at his side; but he only answered: 'You _must_ keep up, or we shall be soaked through and through.

I never knew it rain so fast.

Take off your boots, if they hurt you.


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