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Maybe Olive was right, he thought; maybe they hadn't cleaned the cider house for nothing. She retreated, to plan another vacation—or to plead to return to work. What a strange idea, Candy thought—I can't see what they would look like. 'It's a good thing you're here, Wally,' Warren said, when the boys ran up to the porch.

This was the [121] picture some woodsman had chosen to wake up with, the portrait of pony and woman somehow substituting itself for the man's family. 'It ain't hard to fire it—what's hard is _guidin'_ it. 'Just read what you readin' to yourself,' Rather said gently. Wilbur Larch was a good teacher; he knew that this criticism was better withheld.