8/25 Don't you remember in Kaa's hunting? Don't forget me, Davy, while I'm gone." She stooped to give the little fellow a hug and a kiss on each dimpled cheek, for the train had stopped, and Mr.Appleton was waiting to shake hands and lift her up the steps. Betty stumbled into the first vacant seat she saw, and sat up primly, afraid to glance behind her. In her lap, tightly clasped by both hands, she held a little old-fashioned basket of brown willow. It had two handles and a lid with double flaps. |