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“Then-have we no hope ?”said Susan.
“Now don’t you get fussing,there’s a dear,”said Mrs. Beaver,“but just get half a dozen clean handkerchiefs out of the drawer.Course we’ve got a hope.We can’t get there before her but we can keep under cover and go by ways she won’t expect and perhaps we’ll get through.”
“That’s true enough,Mrs. Beaver,”said her husband.“But it’s time we were out of this.”
“And don’t you start fussing either,Mr. Beaver,”said his wife. “There.That’s better.There’s five loads and the smallest for the smallest of us:that’s you,my dear,”she added,looking at Lucy.
“Oh,do please come on,”said Lucy.
“Well,I’m nearly ready now,”answered Mrs. Beaver at last, allowing her husband to help her into;her snow-boots.“I suppose the sewing machine’s took heavy to bring ?”
“Yes.It is,”said Mr. Beaver.“A great deal too heavy.And
you don’t think you’ll be able to use it while we’re on the run,I suppose ?”
“I can’t abide the thought of that Witch fiddling with it,”said Mrs. Beaver,“and breaking it or stealing it,as likely as not.”