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Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing.,“That’s the reason. She says a boy will spoil the part; won’t get the shivers like she will. She thinks a minstrel can’t—can’t minstrelize properly without the shivers.”,“Just to think I’ve got to heat up more water and fill this tank again for a good-for-nothing urchin like you! Begorra! It’s worth it though to see you get a good ducking!”,“And could he beat the old gentleman?” inquired Nell Gordon, vastly entertained.,“Dear me, mother,” Edith said when Mrs. Bennett came in with hot cakes, “what shall we do with two children in dreamland?” Edith had not touched her breakfast, but was waiting on the others.,Flora came into view, clad in palest pink, and wreathed with almond blossoms. Wherever she stepped the ground was white with almond snow. Gnomes and elves peeped from behind gray rocks and tree-trunks, but fled as she came near, following the ever-beckoning fairies.,Billy ran off full of vague expectation born of his mother’s smile. No one in all the country round, not even Harold Prettyman, whose father had the finest farm in Vine County, had such a splendid place to play as the Bennetts’ back lot that sloped down to Runa Creek. As Billy slammed the gate and bounded out on a huge boulder that hung over the creek, a sounding cheer greeted him from below.,“Yeh, Mar says I’m a reglar jographer I like it so much.”,“The bulliest time yet!” shouted Charley from the street.,“Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear.,“Dad an’ Mosey don’t look orful happy,” she laughed. “Smile at me, Mosey.”,“Bear up aft there!” Billy commanded; and “Ay, ay, sir,” came back in equally nautical language..