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“There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.” “That big sand pile the kids made last week for a fort can be the Sierras, and we’ll tunnel, and have a loop, and—” “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned..
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But a different and sudden fear leaped in both hearts as they rounded the shoulder of the mountain. The air had rapidly grown more oppressive; now they knew the cause, the forest was on fire! To further impress the unsophisticated guest, a Latin Grammar was exhumed from a pile of books, and totally careless of how Moses was smarting under such an exhibition of scholarship, Clarence recited loudly “Amo, amas, amat.” Fight gleamed in the big man’s eye, and for the breath of an instant he hesitated. “Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?”.
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