`` I wo n't tag , I 'll run and keep up . O Mamma ! let me go ! I want to fill my new pail , and I 'll bring 'em all to you . Please , please , I will be good ! '' prayed Robby , looking up at his mother , so grieved and disappointed that her heart began to fail her . `` But , my deary , you 'll get so tired and hot you wo n't have a good time . Wait till I go , and then we will stay all day , and pick as many berries as you want . '' `` You never do go , you are so busy , and I 'm tired of waiting . I 'd rather go and get the berries for you all myself . I love to pick 'em , and I want to fill my new pail dreffly , '' sobbed Rob . The pathetic sight of great tears tinkling into the dear new pail , and threatening to fill it with salt water instead of huckleberries , touched all the ladies present . His mother patted the weeper on his back ; Daisy offered to stay home with him ; and Nan said , in her decided way , `` Let him come ; I 'll take care of him . '' `` If Franz was going I would n't mind , for he is very careful ; but he is haying with the father , and I 'm not sure about the rest of you , '' began Mrs. Bhaer . `` It 's so far , '' put in Jack . `` I 'd carry him if I was going wish I was , '' said Dan , with a sigh . `` Thank you , dear , but you must take care of your foot . I wish I could go . Stop a minute , I think I can manage it after all ; '' and Mrs. Bhaer ran out to the steps , waving her apron wildly . Silas was just driving away in the hay-cart , but turned back , and agreed at once , when Mrs. Jo proposed that he should take the whole party to the pasture , and go for them at five o'clock .
`` It will delay your work a little , but never mind ; we will pay you in huckleberry pies , '' said Mrs. Jo , knowing XXXXX 's weak point .
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