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Mrs. Wopp’s face assumed a forgiving air as she accepted this defence. Then began that portion of the story that leads up to the tragic culmination.,“That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism.,She glanced down the road, and swiftly around. Not a soul in sight. Obedience was inevitable.,That night when Mrs. Bennett went into the Fo’castle there was an unusual note in Billy’s voice.,It was a proud and happy family that returned to the Wopp homestead late that evening. The air being chilly, a fire was lighted in the dining-room and around this inspiring centre there was much discussion of the days doings. The unparalleled sagacity of Moses was the jubilant theme running in the minds of his parents and sister. Moses bore his honors modestly.,“Yeh,” scoffed Moses, “this here turnin’ machines every Monday makes me sick. I aint got no liver left to be cheerful.”,Late that night when Billy’s mother followed him to the Fo’castle, he asked, “Are you pleased with it, little mother?”,He obeyed, talking whimsically to his pets as he went.,At this moment the dining-room door opened and the daughter of the house entered the room.,A pretty little figger,,“Take care ole boy, you’ll trip on yer lip in another minute.”,“When Joner got to Jopper, bein’ an honest man, he paid his fare.”.