Three days after Jem had gone Walter went down and brought Monday home by main force in the buggy and shut him up for three days . Then Monday went on a hunger strike and howled like a Banshee night and day . We had to let him out or he would have starved to death . `` So we have decided to let him alone and father has arranged with the butcher near the station to feed him with bones and scraps . Besides , one of us goes down nearly every day to take him something . He just lies curled up in the shipping-shed , and every time a train comes in he will rush over to the platform , wagging his tail expectantly , and tear around to every one who comes off the train . And then , when the train goes and he realizes that Jem has not come , he creeps dejectedly back to his shed , with his disappointed eyes , and lies down patiently to wait for the next train . Mr. Gray , the station master , says there are times when he can hardly help crying from sheer sympathy . One day some boys threw stones at Monday and old Johnny Mead , who never was known to take notice of anything before , snatched up a meat axe in the butcher 's shop and chased them through the village . Nobody has molested Monday since . `` Kenneth Ford has gone back to Toronto . He came up two evenings ago to say good-bye . I was n't home -- some clothes had to be made for the baby and Mrs. Meredith offered to help me , so I was over at the manse , and I did n't see Kenneth . Not that it matters ; he told Nan to say good-bye to Spider for him and tell me not to forget him wholly in my absorbing maternal duties . If he could leave such a frivolous , insulting message as that for me it shows plainly that our beautiful hour on the sandshore meant nothing to him and I am not going to think about him or it again . `` Fred Arnold was at the manse and walked home with me . He is the new Methodist minister 's son and very nice and clever , and would be quite handsome if it were not for his nose . It is a really dreadful nose . When he talks of commonplace things it does not matter so much , but when he talks of poetry and ideals the contrast between his nose and his conversation is too much for me and I want to shriek with laughter . It is really not fair , because everything he said was perfectly charming and if somebody like Kenneth had said it I would have been enraptured .
When I listened to him with my eyes cast down I was quite fascinated ; but as soon as I looked up and saw his XXXXX the spell was broken .
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