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Mrs. Wopp drew the green curtains together and turned to the smallest girl in the class.,“She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.”,“That’s a string bass.”,“Whose Jethro?”,Betty said her prayers that night before her cyclamen. It seemed to her a “mornin’-glory that had been growed by an angel, its petals sparkled so, an’ it smelled so pure.” She breathed very softly her thanksgiving, with a vague feeling that it had wings and could find its way better than she knew.,“Naw Nosey,” he retorted, “there ain’t no bun to break in two, the dorg is outside the bun already.”,“Alone, mamma said,” came the second voice.,“Look out! She’s ten, an’ never been to school; but she’s read more things ’n you ’n me put together, Pretty. Knows ’em, too.” Billy introduced the two in characteristic fashion and went within.,Amid the wealth of love how could the little heart refuse comfort? Billy tossed her to his shoulder and carried her to his mother’s room, where both women coddled her and Edith sang her into a sweet sleep.,CHAPTER XV AGAINST THE FIRE,The best of all was a letter from Jimmy, scrawled with his left hand.,Wait till the clouds roll by,.