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“I can dance, too,” she said with childish pride.,Fer our reapin’ bye ’n’ bye.”,But the moment of frolic passed, and he turned to her with shining face. “You’re the only mother I ever had—so far as I know—” his eyes danced; “anyway, you’re the only one in sight, an’ a heap too good for this guy; I guess—I’ll—I’ll mind.”,Billy slipped quickly to cover again where he could watch unseen. The men’s faces were black with passion, and their low, intense words seemed all the more deadly because strange, foreign. A coat split down the back with a ripping report, and the boy saw the flash of a knife, and turned away feeling sick.,WELL, what do you want to play?” Billy asked, after the hubbub had a little subsided.,“There’s a little secret about work; with grown-ups it is often their play; and they like it.”,She stooped and kissed him.,“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.,Discarded shoe-laces, rope and trunk-straps came hastily into requisition. The vociferations of Moses were so severe on his vocal chords that he found it necessary to visit the pump.,“That’s no giant. She isn’t bigger’n a kid. Will she let you come to play? The Gang’s coming to-morrow.”,“The prize is equally divided between James Dorr and William Bennett,” the judges announced.,“How splendid! You must go, Billy. Do all the boys mind you?”.