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“Surely Billy has earned it, Mrs. Bennett,” Mr. Smith urged.,“Moses iny boy, yer bile must be riz; this very night you git a dose of physic.” Moses lower lip dropped lower and lower.,Mrs. Wopp viewed with misgiving the ornate writing not yet erased from the previous lesson. She feared her own handwriting would suffer by comparison.,CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR.,When Edith planned to turn her pupils’ recital into a great Spring Festival, for the benefit of the sufferers, all the town applauded, and asked how it could help.,Was there to be another murder? Ought he to call? If he did wouldn’t they turn on him—kill him? No matter. Some one might be on the road and hear. And he could run pretty fast. Anyway he must risk it.,A period of silence followed excepting for the slight sounds made by the workers, the drowsy humming of flies, the murmur of an occasional bee and the faint rustlings of the tall stalks of corn.,“Well now Howard Eliot I carnt see nothin’ in that to larf at. It is grand readin’. Do read another,” said Mrs. Wopp.,Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm.,“Yes, I can come. Shall I bring Clarence, too?”,“Surveyors? What’s your scheme?” Jimmy was quickly interested.,“Pull it tighter.”.