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CHAPTER XVII.—A SAMPLE OF EBENEZER WOPP’S IRE. Ray when the sun shines on your bed, “How splendid! You must go, Billy. Do all the boys mind you?”.
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“That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism. “I’ll wrestle with you first chance,” he challenged; “but you wouldn’t have any show, your dress is so long. Why do you have ’em so?” “No, no, mother! This is business for only Bouncer and me.” He caught up the cut handkerchief and called the dog before his mother could hinder. “Find her, Bouncer! Find May Nell! Sic ’em!” he shouted, and set off heedless of his mother’s continued protestations, after the bounding dog. “My father didn’t let my mother work when he was alive; but he—he died.” Billy bent lower over his weeding, and both were quiet..
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