They all went off, a merry, noisy troop. And the disappearing sun was the last to say to Billy “Good-night.”,
Billy peeped under the cover, not heeding the little girls’ protest. “Golly, May Nell! The Queen of Sheba won’t be in it ’long side of you.”,
And if the girls don’t love me now.
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