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But another and unexpected crash followed, and a shower of burning oil shot up and caught May Nell’s flimsy paper frock.,“Yes, now. Once she must have been about the same size, you know.” She stood behind the child caressing her cheek.,“Suppose you go down to the creek,” she replied with a peculiar smile. “May Nell and the twins went there some time ago. Harold, too.”,In the midst of these reflections, the trombone player of the orchestra came to him.,Moses came bearing an achievement of spicy, opaque amber supported and surrounded by tantalizing, toast-brown crust. Before the expectant Mr. Wopp, however, had time to note these details, there was a quick rush of a small black and white object, a crash, some ear-splitting howls, as Moses, pie, Jethro, and one of Mrs. Wopp’s best blue dinner plates were precipitated against Mr. Wopp’s legs. Down his Sunday trousers meandered a yellow glacier which Mrs. Wopp regarded with dismay.,“Peter Stolway, may I arsk you to tell out loud what you was whisperin’?”,“She’s the swellest looking one in the whole school,” he whispered to his smiling mother.,“If you wish to do so.”,And so the story went on. All the wholesome things of the country that children like had come from one and another. And each had been as happy in giving as Billy could possibly be in receiving.,“Oh, Miss Gordon, here’s my name,” announced Betty, excitedly, pointing to a central part of the quilt. “An’ here’s yours right clost to it.”,CHAPTER XIX.—BETTY’S ILLNESS.,“It was shore a wonder, with the band playin’ an’ all. I never heard sich moosic, not sence the circus.”.