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“Oh ’bout the fairies an’ stars an’ lovely things that grownups know nothin’ about.” “Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.” But his mother watched out the night..
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Jimmy tried not to look pleased, but failed. Something about May Nell attracted him, whether it was her beauty, her fearlessness, or her air of distinction he did not know. It was really her recognition of something fine in him that his cold and irascible father had almost whipped out of him. The boy was very still for a little, but burst out presently: “I’m going to work, mother; as soon as school closes I’ll start.” Another time he would have gone quickly enough, for he liked work as little as the average boy, often shirked it; though when he forgot himself in his task, the joy of doing it well held him to it. But May Nell’s coming and the added expense still troubled him; and it was a resolute face he turned to his mother. “No, mamma, you shan’t get down on your marrow bones to these old floors. It’s only me that needs to go on the knees, you know.” His eyes twinkled. “You bet!” Pretty endorsed, inelegantly..
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