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“Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows. “I hate to have you stay without Jean,” Billy objected. The basket piled high with snowy linen and cotton seemed almost to overflow the brim. Betty pressed the clothes down with her brown hands, while the complaining boy enlarged on the sordid details of that trying wash-day and on the manner in which his mother had teased him. The child’s sense of humor outbalanced even her sympathy and a peal of laughter rang out. Her laugh was a long delicious trill, as though a bird had dropped from the clouds singing still with the sunrise tangled in its notes. Moses paused long enough for a procession of commas and semicolons to pass by. Then seeing his disappointment in her apparent lack of sympathy, Betty hastened to console him..
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Mrs. Bennett came in and tried to learn the trouble; but it was some time before May Nell could be induced to tell. “Didn’t know you had a family, Mr. Newman.” Nell’s answer was somehow strangely muffled. Billy went on with his rubbing, and his next words were comically resigned. “Besides, I suppose I’ll have to get married some day; of course she’ll be a new woman; might as well learn housework now.”.
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