Kenny by Leona Dalrymple
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page 52 of 357 (14%)
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snows. You're amazed when the sun's out and amazed when it isn't.
Thunder-and-turf! you're always amazed!" Whereupon he stalked out with his suit case and slammed the door. Sid pursed his lips and shook his head, his gaze riveted upon the door panels in round-eyed incredulity. To him Kenny was an incomprehensible source of turbulence. "The spark!" said Sid. "Wonder what it's been?" Then sharing the club-feeling of guardianship where Kenny was concerned, the good-natured little painter embarked upon a tour of inspection, locked the studio windows and trotted upstairs, still amazed, to tell Jan all about it. Thus Kenny departed from the Holbein Club, forgetting Fahr almost at once. He had recalled the tale of the Irish piper who added a phrase to some fairy music he heard below him in a hill; and the fairies, bursting forth in delight, had struck the hump from his back in reward. Kenny himself had the same feeling of relief that the piper must have had thereafter. He too had lost his hump of worry. CHAPTER IV GOD'S GREEN WORLD OF SPRING |
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