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           "What’swrongwithhim?"Rachelcried,thrustinghimalmostblindlyatLouis.Itwas,hesupposed,oneoftheadvantagesofhavingmarriedadoctoryoucouldshovethekidatyourhusbandwheneverthekidseemedtobedying."Louis!What’s"

           Thebabywasgrabbingfranticallyathisneck,screamingwildly.LouisflippedhimoverandsawanangrywhiteknobrisingonthesideofGage’sneck.Andtherewasalsosomethingonthestrapofhisjumper,somethingfuzzy,squirmingweakly.

           Eileen,whohadbecomequieter,begantoscreamagain,"Bee!Bee!BEEEEEE!"Shejumpedback,trippedoverthesameprotrudingrockonwhichshehadalreadycomeacropper,satdownhard,andbegantocryagaininmingledpain,surprise,andfear.

           I’mgoingcrazy,Louisthoughtwonderingly.Wheeeeee!

           "Dosomething,Louis!Can’tyoudosomething?"

           "Gottogetthestingerout,"avoicebehindthemdrawled."That’stheticket.Getthestingeroutandputsomebakingsodaonit.Bump’llgodown."ButthevoicewassothickwithDownEastaccentthatforamomentLouis’stired,confusedmindrefusedtotranslatethedialect:Gott’getthestingaout"nputsomebakinsodaon’t."T’llgodaown.

           Heturnedandsawanoldmanofperhapsseventyahaleandhealthyseventystandingthereonthegrass.Heworeabiballsoverabluechambrayshirtthatshowedhisthicklyfoldedandwrinkledneck

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