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“O Billy,” his mother laughed, “you need not decide to-night. Besides, it was all Bess’s nonsense. I can’t quite imagine my heedless boy in a pulpit.”,Yet it was very strange, they were all happy! Happier, she felt, than her own mother with maids and money, gems, rich gowns, and her motor car at command. Why was it? “Those that won’t work shouldn’t eat.” Could that be true? Then she should not eat, for she never worked. She wondered how it would seem to work.,“Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned.,The divining woman looked into May Nell’s beautiful eyes, too deep and thoughtful for her slender body; drew her close and kissed her. “Yes, dear, just the nicest sort of work for a little girl. You may hull these strawberries; and if you eat some for toll I shan’t be looking.”,The clearer air revived Billy, and he was soon walking without help, coming shortly to the road where the wagons waited; coming in sight of Ellen’s Isle.,“Some of the real stuff,” he requested, “just to make these folks realize they haven’t begun to live yet.”,“Shore nuff, what relationship do you s’pose they are all to each other now?”,“Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.”,“Aren’t you going to say ‘Good-morning’ to me, Billy?” She put out the slenderest little white hand, and looked into his face appealingly.,“Yes, Mr. Brown,” he answered, keeping his face from sight.,“Oh, Mosey, she un’erstan’s everything, she’s jist wonderful.” Betty’s voice was positive.,“To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.”.