"
As they approached the machine, young Fraser was quite invisible; but when at last Miss Herron had coaxed her horses up to it, and made them stand, he crawled out from beneath it somewhere, red-faced, dusty and with black grease on his hands.
"The penalty of recklessness!" observed the old lady, surveying the boy as though he was inanimate stone. "Broken down.
"
"How d'ye do, Miss Herron?" said Fraser, apparently much embarrassed. "Lucy--"
"Is that machine really broken?" The joyful hope in Miss Agatha's voice was quite unconcealed. "Smashed?"
"There's something wrong, certainly," the boy confessed, ruefully.
His regard sought Lucy's. "But just what's amiss I can't see."
The old lady shook her head warningly.
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