Watchful Mrs. Bennett was not far away. She stopped the boy’s noise, and cuddled the bereft one once more. “What is it, child? You are to be brave, you know.”,
“O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice.,
Presently they came to others of the posse, and after that to a long line of farmers and other citizens, fighting desperately but successfully against the dying flames..
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