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“Huh!” grunted Moses, “your ole turkey aint worth an eyestrain.”,“What things?”,“Oh, Lord, she’s orl I got,” he wailed. He hinted that there would be no more light in him, than in Job’s blind eye, should Betty be lost to him.,“Good dog! I understand you, Bouncer, and I’m not lonesome any more.”,“You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious.,“He went up to Tom—he was still crouching against the house—”,“I always knew that house had something to do with me,” Billy declared to Mr. Smith. “The kids call it a wicked house, but it’s only the people living in it that’s wicked. It’s a splendid old place; and when I’m a man and have money enough, I’m going to buy it and fix it up fine, and give it a fair chance.”,The gentle words, the tender touch, the comfort and hope in her words, unlocked his lips and he told what he had thought to keep forever untold.,“Now you’re Fair Ellen and I’m defending you at Goblin Cave!” He thrust her behind him, held her tight with one arm, while he flourished the carving knife and called on Clan Alpine’s foes to appear.,“She has a music class in Loma; and it isn’t dreamland, either, teaching; but she has to earn grub for me, sister does.” The frank statement of a truth he had grown accustomed to this morning roused a feeling of shame, and he gazed steadily at his plate.,“Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth.,“Yet let him sleep downstairs,” Edith persisted..