What is the mystery of the Maya collapse

What is the mystery of the Maya collapse Earn money by referring friends “Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.”,On the morrow, before returning home, he made several purchases with the money his mother had slipped into his hand as she whispered, “Hev a good time, Mosey, but don’t fergit to say yer prayers reglar.”,“As soon as I get out of this,” Billy went on, after a short silence, “I’ll go over and fix up Ellen’s Isle for you and Lady Margaret. We can have,So the hours passed. The two women had their quiet rest till five o’clock when they came down for the usual singing. May Nell had a sweet voice, surprisingly strong for a child; and when she asked to play her own accompaniment to a little song unknown to Edith, the latter was surprised by the child’s skill, and still more by her rare feeling and expression.,“‘Mosey’? Does that mean ‘little Moses’?”，“Why, they know what you say—mind!” May Nell exclaimed, admiringly.，Moses returned to the Crump home with a prodigious appetite.，“Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth.“Oh, Billy, how could you, when mother has so much to do?” It was his sister, Edith, who spoke, her sweet face clouded with rare disapproval. Yet she went on with the music lesson she was giving.

Before answering, Mr. Wopp solemnly handed Moses first the reins then the dog, after which he slowly and carefully descended himself.,All but May Nell; when Edith and Mrs. Bennett rubbed and warmed her she declared she didn’t need it, and was so absorbed in lamenting the loss of the Fair Ellen, she could think of nothing else.,“Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones.,Evelyn relieved of her fear of the tottering kettle, roused to her charge. “Go ’way, Billy! Thank you, Billy. You mustn’t stay here! They’ll scold me. They said for me not to let you come; an’—”,“Jiminy whiz! This is my very last week of boy; next week I’ll have to be a man,” he said gloomily.,“Oh, chuck the business,” Jean said impatiently. “Can’t it wait till noon? I must go home then.”,“Huh!” grunted Moses, “your ole turkey aint worth an eyestrain.”,“Yes; he’d lick him too, if Flash wasn’t Tom’s body-guard.”,Was there to be another murder? Ought he to call? If he did wouldn’t they turn on him—kill him? No matter. Some one might be on the road and hear. And he could run pretty fast. Anyway he must risk it.,“What’s the harm? She’s on Mr. Potter’s land, and the road’s near.”,“There isn’t any Maskey’s any more,” May Nell mourned; “just ashes and old irons where used to be such oceans of goodies in such beautiful boxes and dishes.”,‘—a lodge of ample size,’.