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“Lady of the Lake?” she finished quickly in a question. “Do you know that, too? I love it.”,“My racer has only one eye anyways,” said Betty defiantly as she twined a piece of nasturtium vine round the noble brow of the victor.,The whistle shrilled up the narrow valley, echoing back and forth from the steep green hills that bounded it.,Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing.,“By heck! Flash is all right.”,“It’s only a chop left from yesterday,” he excused on his return.,“Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”,“Before vacation? Why, they’ll be just the things to do in vacation.”,“Been talkin’ to a grave-digger?” queried Mrs. Wopp, of her offspring, as Moses selected a comfortable seat, his sober face still bearing traces of the last few days’ anxiety. She looked on the solicitude of Moses with an approving eye, but it was necessary, however, to hide her maternal pride by a series of assaults upon him on every possible pretext. Her banterings also helped to keep her son and heir in the spotlight.,Had he but dreamed on for an hour or so he would have returned, rested, refreshed, the cheery boy that helped to make the Bennett house a home. But a voice in the road above startled him. Only a word was spoken, a greeting; but it was surly and foreign, Italian.,“S’tup,” he commanded. Jethro immediately sat up on his hind legs.,Moses was not easily satisfied. His attitude was always that of one who has dined on an undersized shrimp while expecting a ten-course banquet..