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“Here, slow-pokes, drop yer carrots in this here bin.” He indicated an empty oat-bin.,Mr. Wopp, goaded to desperation, breathed audibly his opinion regarding pipe-fitting. Diogenes in one of his periodical excursions from his tub would have been glad to category that remark as an honest man’s attitude, at least toward certain jobs.,“Afore I begin weedin’,” she announced, “I b’lieve I’ll make two bouquets, one orl yaller an’ one orl white, an’ some sparrer-grass in both.”,“Yer a reglar Mis’ Barnum,” he praised. Whereupon the enterprising program-maker began to devise new and more wonderful side-shows for her admirer.,,“Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.”,Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look.,“Well, you know the other thing to do if you don’t like it,” Billy retorted, bluntly. “She’s my sister till her folks are found, and that isn’t likely.”,CHAPTER XV.—MERRY-MAKING IN THE HAY-LOFT.,“Wotcher want, Nosey?”,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,“I’m tho thorry, I wanted to hear more about the fairieth.” Lila Williams would have braved the elements to listen to more of Betty’s original stories..