`` Here goes , then ! Where is he ? '' and Thorny stood up , won by his sister 's sweet earnestness , but very doubtful of his own success with the `` horsey fellow . '' `` Waiting with the chair . Randa has gone on with the hammock . Be a dear boy , and I 'll do as much for you some day . '' `` Do n't see how you can be a dear boy . You 're the best sister that ever was ; so I 'll love all the scallywags you ask me to . '' With a laugh and a kiss , Thorny shambled off to ascend his chariot , good-humoredly saluting his pusher , whom he found sitting on the high rail behind , with his feet on Sanch . `` Drive on , Benjamin . I do n't know the way , so I ca n't direct . Do n't spill me out , -- that 's all I 've got to say . '' `` All right , sir , '' -- and away Ben trundled down the long walk that led through the orchard to a little grove of seven pines . A pleasant spot ; for a soft rustle filled the air , a brown carpet of pine needles , with fallen cones for a pattern , lay under foot ; and over the tops of the tall brakes that fringed the knoll one had glimpses of hill and valley , farm-houses and winding river , like a silver ribbon through the low , green meadows . `` A regular summer house ! '' said Thorny , surveying it with approval . `` What 's the matter , Randa ? Wo n't it do ? '' he asked , as the stout maid dropped her arms with a puff , after vainly trying to throw the hammock rope over a branch . `` That end went up beautiful , but this one wo n't ; the branches is so high , I ca n't reach 'em ; and I 'm no hand at flinging ropes round . ''
`` I 'll fix it ; '' and Ben went up the XXXXX like a squirrel , tied a stout knot , and swung himself down again before Thorny could get out of the chair .
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