`` I 'm used to work . '' `` He 's right , '' whispered Clemantiny aside . `` He 's smart as a steel trap . But just you keep an eye on him all the same , Martin . '' Chester soon proved his mettle in the harvest field . In the brisk three weeks that followed , even Clemantiny had to admit that he earned every cent of his wages . His active feet were untiring and his wiry arms could pitch and stock with the best . When the day 's work was ended , he brought in wood and water for Clemantiny , helped milk the cows , gathered the eggs , and made on his own responsibility a round of barns and outhouses to make sure that everything was snug and tight for the night . `` Freckles-and-Bones has been well trained somewhere , '' said Clemantiny again . It was hardly fair to put the bones in now , for Chester was growing plump and hearty . He had never been so happy in his life . Upton drudgery and that dreadful week in Montrose seemed like a bad dream . Here , in the golden meadows of Mount Hope Farm , he worked with a right good will . The men liked him , and he soon became a favourite with them . Even Clemantiny relented somewhat . To be sure , she continued very grim , and still threw her words at him as if they were so many missiles warranted to strike home . But Chester soon learned that Clemantiny 's bark was worse than her bite . She was really very good to him and fed him lavishly . But she declared that this was only to put some flesh on him . `` It offends me to see bones sticking through anybody 's skin like that .
We are n't used to such objects at Mount Hope XXXXX , thank goodness .
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