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“Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous. but not the strong log house where——” He hesitated, and May Nell quoted on glibly, Why, it was going to be fine to work! Why had she not known it before?.
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“Why not, I’d like to know? Isn’t this my shack? And shall I let a kid burn up?” Billy hid his wheel in the same tangle of rose vine, now all pink and fragrant with bloom, that had sheltered it that earlier Spring afternoon,—was it years ago? It seemed so. As he crept out of the brush and turned to the steep tangled mountain, he saw the haunted house, with the bare space in front. There were the two brothers fighting fiercely! Moses adored his little foster-sister when she was well; but sick, his adoration turned to blind worship. For several days Betty had been ill. Moses’ religion, bottled up during care-free days, burst forth in foam of intercession for Betty’s return to health. “She’ll be all right. May Nell and me—I—we took our lunch and went over to Potter’s pasture. Shoot! She’s waiting now! I hope the poor little kiddie—little girl—eats, don’t wait for me,—she an’ Bouncer.”.
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