“Why not, I’d like to know? Isn’t this my shack? And shall I let a kid burn up?”,
Late that night when Billy’s mother followed him to the Fo’castle, he asked, “Are you pleased with it, little mother?”,
The door opened and Betty, who had stayed in school to clean the blackboard for “teacher,” appeared. She came in bringing with her the very essence of outdoor freshness and buoyancy..
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