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“Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.” “Billy! My—boy!” Mrs. Bennett bent over him; and he felt a tear where her cheek touched his. “We left him by the creek, Ma, playing in the sand,” was the reply. “When Betty and me tried to make him come in he slapped us.”.
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“Yet he has more mind than Flash.” They were a happy lot. Each held some high-sounding position, the name coined in Billy’s busy brain. His box of abused tools came forth; the much mended wheelbarrow, picks, shovels wobbly from use as well as abuse, improvised things that only an imagination as large as Billy’s could have named tools,—something for each one there. Her anxiety somewhat allayed for the moment, Mrs. Mifsud roused herself for the entertainment of her guests. Mr. Crump indulged in an unusual hobby, the collection of old musical instruments, and a motley group it was that Moses eyed with growing wonder..
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