Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . [95j selves out, and the minute Barty saw themhe shouted aloud with glee: Saturday ! Saturday ! Saturday ! hecried out. It was Man Saturday all thetime. He was carrying the bundle ofleaves himself and it was so big and hewas so little and the leaves hung down sothat we didnt see him. Man Saturday came running acrossto his little master. It was plain to bebe seen that he was so pleased aboutsomething that he did not knowwhat to do. He caught hold of Bartyshand and chatterdy-chattered at him <5) ^^]3P ^ IjvV^ -4k ^Tf 5^. and tried to pull him towards thecor
Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . [95j selves out, and the minute Barty saw themhe shouted aloud with glee: Saturday ! Saturday ! Saturday ! hecried out. It was Man Saturday all thetime. He was carrying the bundle ofleaves himself and it was so big and hewas so little and the leaves hung down sothat we didnt see him. Man Saturday came running acrossto his little master. It was plain to bebe seen that he was so pleased aboutsomething that he did not knowwhat to do. He caught hold of Bartyshand and chatterdy-chattered at him <5) ^^]3P ^ IjvV^ -4k ^Tf 5^. and tried to pull him towards thecorner. ^ He wants me to do something, saidBarty. <He brought the leaves for some-thing. He wants me to find out whatthey are for. Man Saturday danced before him tothe corner where the bundle of leaves began to pull at the twigs which tiedthem together, and Barty knelt down andhelped him. Im sure they are for something im-portant, he said. ^ I am going to thinkvery hard.
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