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“I love, thou lovest, he loves,” said Clarence, scornfully, in answer to this preposterous question.,“Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous.,“Well, Miss Smith, are you alone here?”,CHAPTER I THE LITTLE EARTHQUAKE GIRL,Howard Eliot guided his charges through the mazes of the city to a restaurant. Moses with the perennial appetite of fourteen ate silently and steadily, not omitting one item on the menu. He gorged.,At this moment the dining-room door opened and the daughter of the house entered the room.,“Stop!” his upheld warning hand said to May Nell. He found his knife, cut his lashings, and beckoned to her vehemently. He waited only for the crash of glass and sash, when he threw himself outstretched on the ground, and pushed the board hard against the lower edge of the window frame.,“That bunch with the tickets, them’s the refugees,” Billy whispered to Jean. “See? Mr. Patton’s talking to them. Mr. Brown’s going to take ’em to their places in his hack. I wonder which is ours. Jiminy! See how hard that poor little kid’s trying to bluff her tears!”,Then Moses commenced. He ran up and down a chromatic scale of puffs and groans and sniffles, ending with a cadence that sounded like, “Gosh dern!”,“Holy Smoke! Be this the River Jording I’ve come ter?”,“Who?”,St. Elmo’s face brightened with intelligence. He broke into the story to give a graphic account of how a little yellow chicken of his sister’s had got “dwownded” in the pig-trough..