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Nell Gordon, ready for school, came into the kitchen and catching sight of Betty was seized with such uncontrollable mirth that she fled upstairs again. “You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.” St. Elmo hung back, electing to stay with the hero who had rescued him from the dangers of the wood..

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During Betty’s illness these one-sided dialogues were more than usually plentiful. In this way only was Mrs. Wopp able to alleviate the “gnawin’ at her heart-strings” as she said, at having Betty so ill. It also kept the boy alive to the fact that life’s path was not strewn with “cabbage roses.” Such, at least, were the confidences poured into the sympathetic ear of his pinto. Mr. Wopp, goaded to desperation, breathed audibly his opinion regarding pipe-fitting. Diogenes in one of his periodical excursions from his tub would have been glad to category that remark as an honest man’s attitude, at least toward certain jobs. “I think the linin’ of Miss Gordon’s cloud needs polishin’ these days,” ventured Betty, shyly. Here she produced a picture of a nest of young robins, their beaks wide open for a tempting morsel hanging from the bill of father robin..