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“Them carrots do smell sweet.” Clarence, however, when questioned, declared, “I haven’t seen the little shaver since dinner.” 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..
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Billy heard the pitiful cries of the children, Evelyn’s the loudest, though Vilette was receiving the blows. Every drop of blood in his veins was a spark of fire. An unsuspected power came from somewhere, mysteriously. He felt himself lift, expand, grow strong enough to battle with an ox. He dropped his wheel, sprang upon Jimmy from behind, and bore him down. In an instant he had snatched the whip, broken it, and tossed the pieces into the field beyond. “You bully! You skunk! To horsewhip girls! Why don’t you take one of your own size?” “Billy, my little, little boy!” She lifted the tousled head and pressed her cheek close against his. “What’s Jeth perched up there fer, Par?” demanded the boy. “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned..
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