CHAPTER XIX
THE EMERGENCY
"Poor Hunchie!" murmured Ida Bellethorne. "I hope it wasn't because he was surprised to see me that he fell."
"His surprise did not make that timber slippery with ice," said Betty, looking up. "Oh! Here's a lady!"
A comfortable looking woman with a shawl over her head was hurrying from the kitchen door of the Candace farmhouse.
"What has happened to that poor man? He's been battered and kicked about so much, it would seem, there ain't much can happen to him that he hasn't already suffered.
"Ah! Poor fellow!" she added, stooping over the senseless Hunchie. "What a deal of trouble some folks seem bound to have. And not another man on the place!"
She stood up again and stared at the three girls. Her broad, florid face was all creased with trouble now, but Betty thought she must ordinarily be a very cheerful woman indeed.
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