Trouble again, "said Shoestring, mysteriously. Birdie was sick of the word, but SHE said nothing.
Shoestring took out his knife and cut the hardened candy Into pieces. They added Held the plateful giữa As They stood under the umbrella tree. The little girls' play dollies Were lying there on the bench.
"What is it?" Asked Birdie.
Shoestring Offered Her candy, and SHE put a piece in her Artist mouth. "Pa knows about new barbed-wire fence ngôn," said he.
" What of it? "
"Our ponds got all dried up from the dry summer," the boy explained, "so this morning Pa Told me to drive over to the Cows Catfish Lake for water. I got on my cowhorse and ... "
"Then what?" Asked Birdie.
He Offered Her candy, but SHE could not eat any more. "I come right back. I role Pa: Boyer's done in the right fenced o 'the way to the lake.' "
"Pa and Buzz Been So busy all summer," said Birdie, "they jest got round to puttin 'up the fence last week. What'd you tell him for? "
"Had to. He'd a found it out for Himself, "said Shoestring." What's he Fixin 'to so? "" Make trouble. "
"But he come to our cane grindin 'and he's in the house right now callin' all the dances, "Birdie in Protest cried." He dent mean us no Harm. "
"Do not he!" The boy spoke scornfully.
'"How you know?"
Shoestring hesitated, looking at her Artist hard. Then he said, "He's got the pliers in his pocket.
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