Got over the gate when you was racin ' after Sancho , and then clim ' up on the porch and hid , '' said the boy with a grin . `` And you laughed ? '' asked Bab . `` Yes . '' `` And sneezed ? '' added Betty . `` Yes . '' `` And threw down the roses ? '' cried both . `` Yes ; and you liked 'em , did n't you ? '' `` Course we did ! What made you hide ? '' said Bab . `` I was n't fit to be seen , '' muttered Ben , glancing at his tatters as if he 'd like to dive out of sight into the dark coach again . `` How came you here ? '' demanded Mrs. Moss , suddenly remembering her responsibility . `` I heard 'em talk about a little winder and a shed , and when they 'd gone I found it and come in . The glass was broke , and I only pulled the nail out . I have n't done a mite of harm sleepin ' here two nights . I was so tuckered out I could n't go on nohow , though I tried a Sunday . ''
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