Peter, He Was Here Again to Day

Peter slipped back through the tunnel he had made under the wood vine, and saw nada walking swiftly toward the break in the ridge. He followed so quietly that she was through the brake and was picking her way among the tumbled masses of rock along the farther foot of the ridge before she discovered his presence. With a glad cry, she caught him up in her arms and hugged him against her breast. It was their secret place, and peter had come to sense the fact that its mystery was not to be disclosed. Here nada sat down now upon a thick rug of balsam boughs and held peter out in front of her, squatting on his haunches.

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