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“Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group.,The broad shaft of sunlight that flooded the dining-room where Nell Gordon sat was suddenly darkened. Looking up she saw the tall straight figure of Howard Eliot at the doorway.,He roused himself sharply; found his handkerchief and rubbed his eyes a little clearer; bent swiftly over Jimmy, who stirred when touched, and, to Billy’s intense relief, spoke.,“This milk happens to be cream. I’ve been wondering what kind of a dessert will take all this.”,“Arsk a dorg with a tin pail tied to his ear to smile at yer,” returned Moses, sourly.,“His tail’s druv in too far fer to waggle much though,” returned Moses eyeing the diminutive stump.,“Try a mile with this can and see where you come out in the race.”,Viewing the upturned swill-pail, she suddenly became cynical.,“Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”,“Hurry up, Moses,” she called, as soon as her joy had subsided, “git those pipes finished an’ go arfter yor chores.”,Before he emerged from the leafy path Billy heard well-known whining, and wondered why the dog didn’t come to meet him. The next instant he saw him straining against his bonds.,Through the Stygian darkness of the loft loomed the figure of Mrs. Wopp, a white apron of huge dimensions indicating her presence. She made as though to descend the ladder..