“Well, he ain’t dead; he’s alive and bully, with a wad that bulges. I’m going to take you to him.”,
This threatened catastrophe had considerable weight with St. Elmo who, in spite of Betty’s discouraging words, still had a lurking hope that he too might be privileged to see the “faywies” some day. Although he was badly handicapped in being a boy, yet in some miraculous manner there might be an exception made in his favor.,
“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”.
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