She 'll be all right tomorrow . Crying never helps any one , Davy-boy , and -- '' `` I ai n't crying 'cause Dora fell down cellar , '' said Davy , cutting short Anne 's wellmeant preachment with increasing bitterness . `` I 'm crying , cause I was n't there to see her fall . I 'm always missing some fun or other , seems to me . '' `` Oh , Davy ! '' Anne choked back an unholy shriek of laughter . `` Would you call it fun to see poor little Dora fall down the steps and get hurt ? '' `` She was n't MUCH hurt , '' said Davy , defiantly . '' ` Course , if she 'd been killed I 'd have been real sorry , Anne . But the Keiths ai n't so easy killed . They 're like the Blewetts , I guess . Herb Blewett fell off the hayloft last Wednesday , and rolled right down through the turnip chute into the box stall , where they had a fearful wild , cross horse , and rolled right under his heels . And still he got out alive , with only three bones broke . Mrs. Lynde says there are some folks you ca n't kill with a meat-axe . Is Mrs. Lynde coming here tomorrow , Anne ? '' `` Yes , Davy , and I hope you 'll be always very nice and good to her . '' `` I 'll be nice and good . But will she ever put me to bed at nights , Anne ? '' `` Perhaps . Why ? '' ''
'Cause , '' said Davy very decidedly , `` if she does I wo n't say my prayers before her XXXXX I do before you , Anne . ''
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