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“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.”,“I think the linin’ of Miss Gordon’s cloud needs polishin’ these days,” ventured Betty, shyly.,This account of the abruptly ended career of her predecessor was somewhat disturbing to Nell.,She stooped and kissed him.,“Now, Mosey, Mar’d be as mad as a wet hen ef she heard you. I want two bits to give to the heathens in Arfrica an’ Mar don’t pay me fer doin’ chores like she pays you. Wisht I was a boy.”,“But you said you would take me to him. I thought you knew where he is.”,“I’ll help a lot. You shan’t have a bit more trouble, sister; nor mamma, either.” He began to distribute the plates with noisy clatter.,“No ‘chase’ to-day, girls. I’ve got business in town.”,Jean hid a queer little smile that she could not repress.,“Oh, no; she must be Jean.”,“The fleetin’ of youth is most sartin,” answered his wife, coining this epigram on the shortness of life’s spring-time, and sighing as she spoke. The good lady herself was looking through a stereoscope at some views and finding one of Niagara Falls she endeavored to cheer her despondent husband.,“Oh, I was havin’ lots of fun watchin’ the dancin’,” returned Betty rising with childish alacrity. The wistful look that belied her words disappeared like magic..