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Betty who secretly preferred to trip the light fantastic toe in this manner, maintained a discreet silence.,Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look.,“Billy, you’re a wise guy. This beats Maskey’s,” Harold declared.,“Poor little Billy! You’ve had a hard night of it.”,May Nell looked at him with wide eyes. She saw that he was not a vineyard workman, his clothes were too fine. She did not see them in detail, the large checked trousers, the shiny gloves, and the big diamond, but she felt instinctively that one who could dress so was different from the men she knew. And the look in his face made her cold.,“Yes, he can do that; I’ve seen him myself.”,“Aren’t you going to say ‘Good-morning’ to me, Billy?” She put out the slenderest little white hand, and looked into his face appealingly.,Then scartter seeds of kindness,,He was soon at the “lodge of ample size” made the week before, not of “strong logs” but of old fence-rails and willow twigs. He wondered if the girls would be able to imagine it a “lodge,” or if May Nell and Jean, who were to come a little later, could fix it according to the poem.,She smiled faintly. “Then my feelings must be bloodthirsty, Billy. How dreadful!”,Mrs. Wopp’s face assumed a forgiving air as she accepted this defence. Then began that portion of the story that leads up to the tragic culmination.,Jenny, my own true loved one.