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But Moses refused to dilate on the subject. He realized that some of the cream might be removed from his achievement were he to explain the matter of the cave. He so seldom had the felicity of being placed on a pedestal, and his present status must be maintained if possible. So he murmured something to the effect that the others were so slow he thought he’d “jist go ahead o’ them an’ try to find the blame kid a little farster.”,“You remember that story about a man who died for love of a girl because he knew he ought not to marry her? I thought that sort kind of noble, but you said there was nobler. Do you remember?”,“No, we won’t!” came a dozen voices.,“Here I stand upon this stage,Billy knew that the man was going to the spring for water; knew where it was hidden, far in the woods, big and round, deep and clear! It was more than a hundred yards away at least. He waited and listened till the noise of snapping twigs was hushed, then crept down and peered into the hut. The place was so small there was no need of entering; he could see all the interior from the sill.,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,“Are your going to church?” she asked, disappointment drawing her lips to a tremulous curve.,“Biff on the eye!” she cried.,“The robin is jist the carinest bird,” she added.,“Jiminy crickets! What’s happened, kid?” Billy asked, slowing up beside him.,“‘Magine huntin’ Joner in Mifsud’s woods.” Betty dimpled at the thought. “He was more like to find a coyote or stir up a bee’s nest. My! St. Elmo must of et a sight o’ berries to git so smeared.”,“Their knifes bin too dull, and she must quick be done,” Max apologized to Billy on his inspection trips..