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Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look. Nell looked toward the morning-glory garden and there she saw Betty kneeling in the moonlight. Jethro was sitting up on his hind legs beside the little figure, holding his paws before him. The moonlight fell on his penitential white body, on the stiff braids of the sorrowful and contrite Betty, and lighted up the bright yellow nasturtiums that filled the air with their pungent odor. The morning-glory leaves gleamed in the pure white light. “Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music. “You bet it’s work! ’Specially when she gets hold of a cub like me.”.