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Tom, still red with shame at being caught in such a scrape, left Fanny to her tears, and went manfully away to find the injured Polly, and confess his manifold transgressions. But Polly could n't be found. He searched high and low in every room, yet no sign of the girt appeared, and Tom began to get anxious. "She can't have run away home, can she?" he said to himself, as he paused before the hat-tree. There was the little round hat, and Tom gave it a remorseful smooth, remembering how many times he had tweaked it half off, or poked it over poor Polly's eyes. "Maybe she's gone down to the office, to tell pa.'T is n't a bit like her, though. Anyway, I'll take a look round the corner."学生母爱在线播放
学生母爱在线播放"Poor woman - poor woman! When she has you back she'll forgit it all, though. There's eight of us on the "We're Here", an' ef we went back naow - it's more'n a thousand mile - we'd lose the season. The men they wouldn't hev it, allowin' I was agreeable."
"Ain't I right, Campbell? Ain't I right, Mac? Daylight's one of the old guard, one of the real sour-doughs. And in them days they wa'n't ary a steamboat or ary a trading-post, and we cusses had to live offen salmon-bellies and rabbit-tracks."学生母爱在线播放