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“You young scamp, you found water, didn’t you, more than you needed? For the love of St. Patrick, if it isn’t the spalpeen that split his sides laughing at me falling on the ice yesterday!”,“Giving music lessons isn’t work. I’d love to do that.”,“Jiminy whiz! This is my very last week of boy; next week I’ll have to be a man,” he said gloomily.,In front of the stone steps that led up to the barred door he hesitated; but the dog raced round to the rear. Instantly Billy followed.,Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look.,Moses reappeared with a tray. The tea had been spilled as foretold by his Mother, but sufficient was left for the party. Betty drank from a dainty cup, her little finger straight and rigid as was fitting for the delicate hand-painted china.,“We came—we came to bring these,” one ventured timidly, and lifted one end of the basket they carried between them.,with,“She’d like fust-rate to come, but Glory be! She’d want ter fetch her pet turkey and Jethro.”,She smiled faintly. “Then my feelings must be bloodthirsty, Billy. How dreadful!”,“Billy, I don’t like the look of your eyes; you’re reading too much at night,” his mother said one evening when he was helping with the dishes. “You must go to bed earlier.”,THE silence was broken a little later by merry voices on the stairway. For several nights the girls had been gathering in May Nell’s room. Billy knew “things were doing” there by the sounds; the tap, tap of the tack hammer, added to much chatter and rustling. Now May Nell caught him by the hand and pulled him across the hall. A strange pungent fragrance like burning spice, yet not familiar, met them at the door. And inside, the dark hangings full of lurking shadows gave the room a foreign air..