In the yard we encountered Dan , emerging from the fir wood and champing the fatal berries with unrepentant relish . `` Dan King , do you want to commit suicide ? '' demanded the Story Girl . `` Look here , Dan , '' I expostulated . `` You should n't do this . Think how sick you were last night and all the trouble you made for everybody . Do n't eat any more , there 's a good chap . '' `` All right , '' said Dan . `` I 've et all I want . They taste fine . I do n't believe it was them made me sick . '' But now that his anger was over he looked a little frightened . Felicity was not there . We found her in the kitchen , lighting up the fire . `` Bev , fill the kettle with water and put it on to heat , '' she said in a resigned tone . `` If Dan 's going to be sick again we 've got to be ready for it . I wish mother was home , that 's all . I hope she 'll never go away again . Dan King , you just wait till I tell her of the way you 've acted . '' `` Fudge !
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