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struck me that perhaps we should have come home earlier, and that a school day might be waiting our return. I was so hoarse by this time from screaming, talking, and especially the air from the hay which the boy had been playing with, that I could ^[[hardly]] make myself heard. Alfred was also somewhat hoarse, but nothing in comparison to me. The horses seemed to be crawling as we approached

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and a dead silence reigned. Finally I said in a whisper, "Alfred you and I must be still and let Regi do the talking, then it won't be noticed so much how hoarse we are."

"Yes, yes I'll talk" said Regi and silence reigned again.

When the door was opened into the hall Papa was standing there with the questions: "What was the matter? Why are you so late?"