“Well, Miss Smith, are you alone here?”,
Billy hesitated a minute. The dim room, the wicked-looking red lights, Bess so stern and mysterious,—this might frighten the little girl. He ought to wait.,
“Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous..
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