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“Try a mile with this can and see where you come out in the race.”,"Oh, dear heart," she exclaimed as she reached out and drew me into her lovely gracious arms, "then the privilege is all the more wonderful for you, as you make some sacrifice to complete his life. Having suffered this, you will be all the greater woman to understand him. I accept my own sorrow at his hands willingly, as it gives me the larger sympathy for his work, though he will no longer need my personal encouragement as he has for years. In the light of his love, this lesser feeling for Dr. Moore will soon pass away and the accord between you will be complete." This was more than I could stand, and, feeling less than a worm, I turned my face into her breast and wailed. Now who would have thought that girl could dance as she did?,Groans of relief sounded from the side of the room whence the voice had come, and there was a general giggle.,CHAPTER XVI BILLY MEETS A DIVINITY,"Oh," said Isabella, nervously, "Dr. Etwald must be at hand. When Dido says 'Voodoo' he comes.","Bridget," says Mona, "will you go in and get me a cup of tea before I go to bed? I am tired.",“You’d better come into our house to get yourself dry,” said Tellef.,The Wopps, father and son, attacked the load of hay with such vigor that it was quickly disposed of. Just as the last forkful was being pitched over the corral fence, the boy looking up saw a vehicle approaching.,"Oh Willium," she cried, "my heart is breakin'. Oh to think how I misjedged him!","Don't need to take mine," Billy informed him. "What's the use of me takin' any; ain't one bad cough enough?",They placed the money back in the box and bag. Then Billy, picking up the treasure, spoke gently.,Scroggie rushed, managing to get in a stiff jab to Billy's body and receiving in return one which promptly closed one of his small optics. He struck out wildly, but Billy was prancing six feet away. Scroggie's swollen and bleeding mouth twisted in a grin. "Oh, I'll get you," he promised. "Stall if you want'a, it's all one to me. You won't find me sleepin' again, I promise you.".