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“Better quit tarlkin’, Moses, an’ let the picter show go on so’s we kin hev supper, everythin’s laid an’ ready.” Jimmy’s face lost its scorn. Someway the sting of his sarcasm never seemed to touch Billy, who could always strike back a surer if less venomous blow. Perhaps that was the very reason why Jimmy, though larger and older, sought Billy and heeded him as he did no other save his own stern father. Jean, too, crossed the little bridge, climbed the fence, mounted her wheel, and rolled off down the dusty road. “You needn’t fight any more,” Vilette said, loftily; “we shall marry her ourselves.”.