`` I think she had been sorry all her life that he was lame . Perhaps she even used to cry about it . But she would never be sorry again -- never . She would be glad he was lame because that was why she had n't lost him . '' `` Some day , '' said Walter dreamily , looking afar into the sky , `` the Pied Piper will come over the hill up there and down Rainbow Valley , piping merrily and sweetly . And I will follow him -- follow him down to the shore -- down to the sea -- away from you all . I do n't think I 'll want to go -- Jem will want to go -- it will be such an adventure -- but I wo n't . Only I 'll HAVE to -- the music will call and call and call me until I MUST follow . '' `` We 'll all go , '' cried Di , catching fire at the flame of Walter 's fancy , and half-believing she could see the mocking , retreating figure of the mystic piper in the far , dim end of the valley . `` No . You 'll sit here and wait , '' said Walter , his great , splendid eyes full of strange glamour . `` You 'll wait for us to come back . And we may not come -- for we can not come as long as the Piper plays . He may pipe us round the world . And still you 'll sit here and wait -- and WAIT . '' `` Oh , dry up , '' said Mary , shivering . `` Do n't look like that , Walter Blythe . You give me the creeps . Do you want to set me bawling ? I could just see that horrid old Piper going away on , and you boys following him , and us girls sitting here waiting all alone .
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