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Dim religious lights from stained glass windows shone through the church and falling on the boy chilled him to the marrow.,A gleeful yell greeted his paraphrase. While they ate it all came out, how they had planned and executed. Harold had peas and strawberries hidden in his mysterious basket, freshly gathered by his own hands that morning. George and Jimmy had furnished and dressed the chickens, and the girls had roasted them—with a little supervision from Mrs. Bennett—in the Yukon camping stove that belonged to Harry’s mother. Bess had given the dishes, blue and white enamel, strong as well as good to the eye, and ready for many another frolic.,“We left him by the creek, Ma, playing in the sand,” was the reply. “When Betty and me tried to make him come in he slapped us.”,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,That night when Mrs. Bennett went into the Fo’castle there was an unusual note in Billy’s voice.,They looked at her a minute, dropped reluctantly to the floor, and retired.,“Her hand would be as pretty as any one’s if she didn’t have to work so hard,” Billy thought loyally; and promised himself again that the first money he earned should buy his mother a diamond ring.,It had stopped raining, but was still cloudy. This was the hour when Billy usually wheeled long miles by himself, dreaming dreams no one but a boy knows how to dream. Nothing short of a downpour ever hindered him; thus mother and sister knew it was genuine self-sacrifice that kept him beside the little girl through the long afternoon.,“Then you don’t love yer li’l sister ef you don’t want her to look like you.” Betty almost wept.,“Oh, Billy To-morrow! You won’t have half time enough to play. You’re a regular Mexican,—always mañana!”,All were silent for a little. Most of them had been more than once to San Francisco’s celebrated dealer in sweets.,Billy beamed upon her. He adored her, as did every child in town..