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Bacheller, Irving, 1859-1950

"Darrel of the Blessed Isles"

He sat
long with them under the pine trees, and for the first time they
saw and felt his strength and were as children before it.
"It's all a school," said he, calmly. "An' I'm just beginning to
study the Book of Trouble. It's full of rather tough problems, but
I'm not going to flunk or fail in it."


XXV
The Spider Snares
Trove and Spinnel were in Hillsborough soon after sunrise the
morning of that memorable day. The young man rapped loudly on the
broad door at the Sign of the Dial, but within all was silent. The
day before Darrel had spoken of going off to the river towns, and
must have started. A lonely feeling came into the boy's heart as
he turned away. He went promptly to the house of the district
attorney and told all he knew of the money that he had put in the
bank. He recounted all that took place the afternoon of his stay
at Robin's Inn--the battles of the cocks, and the spider, and how
the wounded fowl had probably sprinkled his sleeve with blood. In
half an hour, news of the young man's trouble had gone to every
house in the village. Soon a score of his schoolmates and half the
faculty were at his side--there in the room of the justice.


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