What he said I do not know; but after that he sprang up and ran quickly
into Dave's room, up to his couch. "Say, Dave," he remarked, in the
most off-hand way, "I'll fix up your pillows, then you tell me all
about that base-ball team you used to belong to; you said you
would--you know, the one that knocked spots out of those other fellers."
Dave lay with his head turned to the wall, his eyes closed; but as
Stevie spoke he opened them and looked up, a bright smile flashing over
his pale face. "All right, sir, I'm your man," he answered, readily.
"Pick up the things round the room first, so the 'dragon' won't know
we've had a fight, and then I'll begin. And--I say, Stevie--I--I'm
going to turn over a new leaf--sure, and the next time I act as I did
this morning just hit me on the head, will you? I'll deserve it."
Which from Dave was a full, ample, and most honorable apology, and as
such Stevie took it.
A few days later Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence returned home, much to the
satisfaction and happiness of the children, who had, as Eva said, "lots
and lots" to tell them.
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