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Directly the invalid’s querulous demand for the rancher was made, Moses started off to fetch him.,“I love, thou lovest, he loves,” said Clarence, scornfully, in answer to this preposterous question.,“What does that mean?” queried Moses.,It was a blessing that even her loyal soul must yield to nature’s balm of passing time; in wholesome companionship and the fragrant warmth of a country spring she somewhat forgot the grief that would otherwise have worn to death her frail little body.,All the people came out of their shops and offices and clapped generously. A light breeze floated out the flags, and made the gold fringe on the Snake Charmer’s cage wave and look rich and foreign. The band outdid itself; and as the forward end of the procession turned out of the street, a great cheer began behind them, grew and swelled, till even the youngest child knew “folks liked the circus.”,“Don’t Job look jist like Mariar Mifsud goin’ to meetin’,” gurgled Betty.,“Them carrots do smell sweet.”,“You are one simp,” he comforted, at the same time putting his own overcoat about the shivering boy.,“Are your going to church?” she asked, disappointment drawing her lips to a tremulous curve.,“Come here Betty, till I clean yer face. Where is that boy Moses? I know he had a hand in this. Drat him anyhow,” said the incensed Mrs. Wopp.,This threatened catastrophe had considerable weight with St. Elmo who, in spite of Betty’s discouraging words, still had a lurking hope that he too might be privileged to see the “faywies” some day. Although he was badly handicapped in being a boy, yet in some miraculous manner there might be an exception made in his favor.,Just then he saw a wagon in the distance rounding the curve of the mountain. This was his minute. He must get her before that team passed. Then if any one attempted to prevent him he would have help. He turned back to May Nell..