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  “Ofcoursetheydid;Isawthemgettingoverthewall,andsungoutthatitwasmostfive,andJackcalledbackthattheyweregoingtheotherway,“explainedTommy。

  “Verywell,pileinthen,“andawayrattledthehay-cartwiththetiredchildrenandthefullpails。

  Mrs。Jolookedsoberwhensheheardofthedivisionoftheparty,andsentFranzbackwithTobytofindandbringthelittleoneshome。Supperwasover,andthefamilysittingaboutinthecoolhallasusual,whenFranzcametrottingback,hot,dusty,andanxious。

  “Havetheycome?“hecalledoutwhenhalf-wayuptheavenue。

  “No!“andMrs。JoflewoutofherchairlookingsoalarmedthateveryonejumpedupandgatheredroundFranz。

  “Ican’tfindthemanywhere,“hebegan;butthewordswerehardlyspokenwhenaloud“Hullo!“startledthemall,andthenextminuteJackandEmilcameroundthehouse。

  “WhereareNanandRob?“criedMrs。Jo,clutchingEmilinawaythatcausedhimtothinkhisaunthadsuddenlylostherwits。

  “Idon’tknow。Theycamehomewiththeothers,didn’tthey?“heanswered,quickly。

  “No;GeorgeandTommysaidtheywentwithyou。“

  “Well,theydidn’t。Haven’tseenthem。Wetookaswiminthepond,andcamebythewood,“saidJack,lookingalarmed,aswellhemight。

  “CallMr。Bhaer,getthelanterns,andtellSilasIwanthim。“

  ThatwasallMrs。Josaid,buttheyknewwhatshemeant,andflewtoobeyherorders。Intenminutes,Mr。BhaerandSilaswereofftothewood,andFranztearingdowntheroadonoldAndytosearchthegreatpasture。

  Mrs。Jocaughtupsomefoodfromthetable,alittlebottleofbrandyfromthemedicine-closet,tookalantern,andbiddingJackandEmilcomewithher,andtherestnotstir,shetrottedawayonToby,neverstoppingforhatorshawl。Sheheardsomeonerunningafterher,butsaidnotawordtill,asshepausedtocallandlisten,thelightofherlanternshoneonDan’sface。

  “Youhere!ItoldJacktocome,“shesaid,half-inclinedtosendhimback,muchassheneededhelp。

  “Iwouldn’tlethim;heandEmilhadn’thadanysupper,andIwantedtocomemorethantheydid,“hesaid,takingthelanternfromherandsmilingupinherfacewiththesteadylookinhiseyesthatmadeherfeelasif,boythoughhewas,shehadsomeonetodependon。

  Offshejumped,andorderedhimontoToby,inspiteofhispleadingtowalk;thentheywentonagainalongthedusty,solitaryroad,stoppingeverynowandthentocallandhearkenbreathlesslyforlittlevoicestoreply。

  Whentheycametothegreatpasture,otherlightswerealreadyflittingtoandfrolikewill-o’-the-wisps,andMr。Bhaer’svoicewasheardshouting,“Nan!Rob!Rob!Nan!“ineverypartofthefield。Silaswhistledandroared,DanplungedhereandthereonToby,whoseemedtounderstandthecase,andwentovertheroughestplaceswithunusualdocility。OftenMrs。Johushedthemall,saying,withasobinherthroat,“Thenoisemayfrightenthem,letmecall;Robbywillknowmyvoice;“andthenshewouldcryoutthebelovedlittlenameineverytoneoftenderness,tilltheveryechoeswhispereditsoftly,andthewindsseemedtowaftitwillingly;

  butstillnoanswercame。

  Theskywasovercastnow,andonlybriefglimpsesofthemoonwereseen,heat-lighteningdartedoutofthedarkcloudsnowandthen,andafaintfar-offrumbleasofthundertoldthatasummer-stormwasbrewing。

  “OmyRobby!myRobby!“mournedpoorMrs。Jo,wanderingupanddownlikeapaleghost,whileDankeptbesideherlikeafaithfulfire-fly。

  “WhatshallIsaytoNan’sfatherifshecomestoharm?WhydidIevertrustmydarlingsofaraway?Fritz,doyouhearanything?“andwhenamournful,“No“cameback,shewrungherhandssodespairinglythatDansprungdownfromToby’sback,tiedthebridletothebars,andsaid,inhisdecidedway,­

  “Theymayhavegonedownthespring­I’mgoingtolook。“

  Hewasoverthewallandawaysofastthatshecouldhardlyfollowhim;

  butwhenshereachedthespot,heloweredthelanternandshowedherwithjoythemarksoflittlefeetinthesoftgroundaboutthespring。Shefelldownonherkneestoexaminethetracks,andthensprungup,sayingeagerly,­

  “Yes;thatisthemarkofmyRobby’slittleboots!Comethisway,theymusthavegoneon。“

  Suchawearysearch!Butnowsomeinexplicableinstinctseemedtoleadtheanxiousmother,forpresentlyDanutteredacry,andcaughtupalittleshiningobjectlyinginthepath。Itwasthecoverofthenewtinpail,droppedinthefirstalarmofbeinglost。Mrs。Johuggedandkisseditasifitwerealivingthing;andwhenDanwasabouttoutteragladshouttobringtheotherstothespot,shestoppedhim,saying,asshehurriedon,“No,letmefindthem;IletRobgo,andIwanttogivehimbacktohisfatherallmyself。“

  AlittlefartheronNan’shatappeared,andafterpassingtheplacemorethanonce,theycameatlastuponthebabesinthewood,bothsoundasleep。Danneverforgotthelittlepictureonwhichthelightofhislanternshonethatnight。HethoughtMrs。Jowouldcryout,butsheonlywhispered,“Hush!“asshesoftlyliftedawaytheapron,andsawthelittleruddyfacebelow。Theberry-stainedlipswerehalf-openasthebreathcameandwent,theyellowhairlaydamponthehotforehead,andboththechubbyhandsheldfastthelittlepailstillfull。

  Thesightofthechildishharvest,treasuredthroughallthetroublesofthatnightforher,seemedtotouchMrs。Jototheheart,forsuddenlyshegatheredupherboy,andbegantocryoverhim,sotenderly,yetsoheartily,thathewokeup,andatfirstseemedbewildered。Thenheremembered,andhuggedherclose,sayingwithalaughoftriumph,­

  “Iknewyou’dcome!OMarmar!Ididwantyouso!“Foramomenttheykissedandclungtooneanother,quiteforgettingalltheworld;fornomatterhowlostandsoiledandworn-outwanderingsonsmaybe,motherscanforgiveandforgeteverythingastheyfoldthemintheirfosteringarms。Happythesonwhosefaithinhismotherremainsunchanged,andwho,throughallhiswanderings,haskeptsomefilialtokentorepayherbraveandtenderlove。

  DanmeantimepickedNanoutofherbush,and,withagentlenessnonebutTeddyeversawinhimbefore,hesoothedherfirstalarmatthesuddenwaking,andwipedawayhertears;forNanalsobegantocryforjoy,itwassogoodtoseeakindfaceandfeelastrongarmroundherafterwhatseemedtoheragesoflonelinessandfear。

  “Mypoorlittlegirl,don’tcry!Youareallsafenow,andnooneshallsayawordofblameto-night,“saidMrs。Jo,takingNanintohercapaciousembrace,andcuddlingbothchildrenasahenmightgatherherlostchickensunderhermotherlywings。

  “Itwasmyfault;butIamsorry。Itriedtotakecareofhim,andIcoveredhimupandlethimsleep,anddidn’ttouchhisberries,thoughIwassohungry;andIneverwilldoitagain­truly,never,never,“sobbedNan,quitelostinaseaofpenitenceandthankfulness。

  “Callthemnow,andletusgethome,“saidMrs。Jo;andDan,gettinguponthewall,sentajoyfulword“Found!“ringingoverthefield。

  Howthewanderinglightscamedancingfromallsides,andgatheredroundthelittlegroupamongthesweetfernbushes!Suchahugging,andkissing,andtalking,andcrying,aswentonmusthaveamazedtheglowworms,andevidentlydelightedthemosquitoes,fortheyhummedfrantically,whilethelittlemothscameinflockstotheparty,andthefrogscroakedasiftheycouldnotexpresstheirsatisfactionloudlyenough。

  Thentheysetoutforhome,­aqueerparty,forFranzrodeontotellthenews;DanandTobyledtheway;thencameNaninthestrongarmsofSilas,whoconsideredher“thesmartestlittlebaggageheeversaw,“

  andteasedherallthewayhomeaboutherpranks。Mrs。BhaerwouldletnoonecarryRobbuthimself,andthelittlefellow,refreshedbysleep,satup,andchatteredgayly,feelinghimselfahero,whilehismotherwentbesidehimholdingontoanypatofhispreciouslittlebodythatcamehandy,andnevertiredofhearinghimsay,“IknewMarmarwouldcome,“orseeinghimleandowntokissher,andputaplumpberryintohermouth,“’Causehepicked’emallforher。“

  Themoonshoneoutjustastheyreachedtheavenue,andalltheboyscameshoutingtomeetthem,sothelostlambswereborneintriumphandsafety,andlandedinthedining-room,wheretheunromanticlittlethingsdemandedsupperinsteadofpreferringkissesandcaresses。Theyweresetdowntobreadandmilk,whiletheentirehouseholdstoodroundtogazeuponthem。Nansoonrecoveredherspirits,andrecountedherperilswitharelishnowthattheywereallover。Robseemedabsorbedinhisfood,butputdownhisspoonallofasudden,andsetupadolefulroar。

  “Myprecious,whydoyoucry?“askedhismother,whostillhungoverhim。

  “I’mcrying’causeIwaslost,“bawledRob,tryingtosqueezeoutatear,andfailingentirely。

  “Butyouarefoundnow。Nansaysyoudidn’tcryoutinthefield,andIwasgladyouweresuchabraveboy。“

  “IwassobusybeingfrightenedIdidn’thaveanytimethen。ButIwanttocrynow,’causeIdon’tliketobelost,“explainedRob,strugglingwithsleep,emotion,andamouthfulofbreadandmilk。

  Theboyssetupsuchalaughatthisfunnywayofmakingupforlosttime,thatRobstoppedtolookatthem,andthemerrimentwassoinfectious,thatafterasurprisedstareheburstoutintoamerry,“Ha,ha!“andbeathisspoonuponthetableasifheenjoyedthejokeimmensely。

  “Itisteno’clock;intobed,everymanofyou,“saidMr。Bhaer,lookingathiswatch。

  “And,thankHeaven!therewillbenoemptyonesto-night,“addedMrs。

  Bhaer,watching,withfulleyes,Robbygoingupinhisfather’sarms,andNanescortedbyDaisyandDemi,whoconsideredherthemostinterestingheroineoftheircollection。

  “PoorAuntJoissotiredsheoughttobecarriedupherself,“saidgentleFranz,puttinghisarmroundherasshepausedatthestair-foot,lookingquiteexhaustedbyherfrightandlongwalk。

  “Let’smakeanarm-chair,“proposedTommy。

  “No,thankyou,mylads;butsomebodymaylendmeashouldertoleanon,“answeredMrs。Jo。

  “Me!me!“andhalf-a-dozenjostledoneanother,alleagertobechosen,fortherewassomethinginthepalemotherlyfacethattouchedthewarmheartsundertheroundjackets。

  Seeingthattheyconsidereditanhonor,Mrs。Jogaveittotheonewhohadearnedit,andnobodygrumbledwhensheputherarmonDan’sbroadshoulder,saying,withalookthatmadehimcolorupwithprideandpleasure,­

  “Hefoundthechildren;soIthinkhemusthelpmeup。“

  Danfeltrichlyrewardedforhisevening’swork,notonlythathewaschosenfromalltheresttogoproudlyupbearingthelamp,butbecauseMrs。Josaidheartily,“Good-night,myboy!Godblessyou!“asheleftheratherdoor。

  “IwishIwasyourboy,“saidDan,whofeltasifdangerandtroublehadsomehowbroughthimnearerthanevertoher。

  “Youshallbemyoldestson,“andshesealedherpromisewithakissthatmadeDanhersentirely。

  LittleRobwasallrightnextday,butNanhadaheadache,andlayonMotherBhaer’ssofawithcold-creamuponherscratchedface。Herremorsewasquitegone,andsheevidentlythoughtbeinglostratherafineamusement。

  Mrs。Jowasnotpleasedwiththisstateofthings,andhadnodesiretohaveherchildrenledfromthepathsofvirtue,orherpupilslyingroundlooseinhuckleberryfields。SoshetalkedsoberlytoNan,andtriedtoimpressuponhermindthedifferencebetweenlibertyandlicense,tellingseveraltalestoenforceherlecture。ShehadnotdecidedhowtopunishNan,butoneofthesestoriessuggestedaway,andasMrs。Jolikedoddpenalties,shetriedit。

  “Allchildrenrunaway,“pleadedNan,asifitwasasnaturalandnecessaryathingasmeaslesorhoopingcough。

  “Notall,andsomewhodorunawaydon’tgetfoundagain,“answeredMrs。Jo。

  “Didn’tyoudoityourself?“askedNan,whosekeenlittleeyessawsometracesofakindredspiritintheseriousladywhowassewingsomorallybeforeher。

  Mrs。Jolaughed,andownedthatshedid。

  “Tellaboutit,“demandedNan,feelingthatshewasgettingtheupperhandinthediscussion。

  Mrs。Josawthat,andsobereddownatonce,saying,witharemorsefulshakeofthehead,­

  “Ididitagoodmanytimes,andledmypoormotherratherahardlifewithmypranks,tillshecuredme。“

  “How?“andNansatupwithafacefullofinterest。

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