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"There's only one way to learn.
I'll forget my scruples, you get me a pair of rubber boots, then we'll
drive to the tamarack swamp and experiment."
"We'll do it!" cried Mr. Winton. "The very first half day I can spare,
we'll do it. And you Douglas, you will want to come with us, of course."
"Why, 'of course,'" laughed Leslie.
"Because he started the expedition with his golden slippers. When it come
to putting my girl, and incidentally my whole family, in competition with
an Indian squaw on a question of art, naturally, her father and one of her
best friends would want to be present."
"But maybe 'Minnie' went alone, and what chance would her work have with
you two for judges?" asked Leslie.
"We needn't be the judges," said Douglas Bruce quietly.
"We can put this basket in the basement in a cool, damp place, where it
will keep perfectly for a week. When you make your basket we can find the
squaw and bring her down with us. Lowry could display the results side by
side. He could call up whomever you consider the most artistic man and
woman in the city and get their decision.


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