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THE UMBRELLA ADVENTURE 167
"Grandmother’s. It blew away."
Tellef’s mother was very much out of patience,
but she wrung the water from Johnny’s blouse
and hung the blouse by the fire.
"And you," she said sharply, "the
Kingthorpe heir — to behave like this!"
Oh, yes — it was just that that made
everything worse. Johnny Blossom sat in his shirt
sleeves close by the hearth, staring thoughtfully
into the fire.
It was being heir of Kingthorpe, he could
plainly see, that made things difficult; for, truly,
hadn’t everything been easier when he was just
Johnny Blossom? There was so much to think
of now — responsibility and all that. But still,
he really wanted to be good; he really and
truly did; though he hadn’t seemed to succeed
very well.
Johnny Blossom sat crouched together on the
veranda steps, Mother sat on the veranda
sewing, and the sun shone hotly down. Long silence.
"Well, John," said Mother. "What is the
matter?"
How could Mother know that anything was
the matter? for he had just sat there stock still
and had not said a single word!
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