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Show 175. Sunny xrho had rushed over a l s o . "You can see ths^tin or of that honey bee that xras buzzing around in here." Bill picked him up and cuddled him. Olaf said, "He must have put his arm doxm on the bee. Leave the stinger in. Indians think the sting of a bee is good medicine for someone xrho's been sick." Bill carried, him around the room for a fexr minutes then put him back in his bed. He immediately stood, up and held out his arms xranting to get out again. Bill shut the d.oor and got the meat and carrot broth he'd put axray for him. He skimmed a thin layer of fat off the s l i g h t l y j e l l i e d broth and held it out to him. Little Bill drank a l i t t l e and sxralloxred carefully and then took the cup from Bill and drank i t right doxm. Bill put a biscuit in his hand, and he sat doxm in his crib, grumbling in his old sing- song xray, but munching on i t xrhile they finished t h e i r dinner. There xras a knock on the door and Lunch Bouth stood there looking very thin and xreak . grinning, "I made i t . " Booking over a t the table he said, "Hope the biscuits a r e n ' t a l l gone?" Bill said, "Come in Lunch Mouth. There'll be a batch of hot ones out of the oven in txro minutes. Glad you could make the hike." Lunch Mouth sat doxm wearily-. "Had to rest quite often. Didn't know whether I could get up the last rise, but sure is good to be here. Boxr's the kid?" |