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don't want to do anything to make Uncle 

 Ephriam mad, he is so good. I think it 

 would help to make me well." 



" What is it, child ? '* asked Peter's new 

 friend. 



" Why," replied Peter hesitatingly, 

 " I am afraid Uncle Ephraim wouldn't 

 like it, but if I could just roll in the 

 grass out in the lot here, when I get out, 

 I know I should be well in a minute. It is 

 so fresh and green, but I am afraid it would 

 cost too much and you are so good to me." 



Aunt Ruth turned away that Peter 

 might not see the tears in her eyes and 

 Peter's face fell. He had asked too 

 much and the kind lady had turned her 

 back on him. 



" O, never mind. Aunt Ruth," he said 

 quickly, " I guess if I just look at it that 

 will be enough." 



" Peter, child," said Aunt Ruth, laying 



