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“I dassent do it, Betty,” replied Moses. “Anyhow this ole pair of scissors ’d do the job better.”,One bullying boy, to punctuate his last taunt to Moses before turning into another road, picked up a stone and hurled it at his dejected victim. The stone glanced and struck Jethro who was bounding along the road to meet his mistress. A piteous yelp followed by a loud howl, and Betty was on her knees beside the wounded animal. She turned and shouted fiery imprecations after the fleeing boys.,Mrs. Bennett smiled. She thought they could have had no trouble in locating Billy.,“Next month when currants are ripe you shall see.”,“What’s the matter, Kiddie? Gee! Those big girls ought not to leave you alone with that fire; you’ll be cooked before the grub!” he grumbled while he mended the fire and propped the kettle. “Yum, yum! Things a-doin’ here. Makes a feller’s stomach feel like just before Thanksgiving dinner.”,“Did you see the fine bin of carrots, Mar?” inquired Betty.,“Only little girls see fairies ever,” was the reply.,“An’ well I know who’s makin’ him stew an’ chomp. You needn’t try to deceive yer, Mar,” chided the knowing matron.,The shower was over in a few moments and all prepared to leave the barn for the house.,May Nell looked incredulous. “And they feed her strawberries and vanilla beans and chocolate for flavors, I suppose; but how do you separate them when you milk? Will you show me the next time you fill that big bucket?” She nodded her head toward the freezer, and was so demure that not even Bess, still less Jimmy, knew whether she was deceived or poking fun.,From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,May Nell sat still and smiled modestly. Billy stared at her, feeling still more foolish over his own mistake..