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Across to the girls’ side he flew. He knew Jean. She would manage somehow, no matter what the difficulty. And he did not trust her without reason. She was already in her shining misty robe that was to change her from Rain to Dew; but she caught the gray mantle, covered herself with it as she ran, and was in the wings almost as soon as Billy.,In answer to his wife’s reproof, Mr. Wopp almost roared, “Where’s the hammer? Gone hide an’ hair it is, like everythink else.”,“No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—”,“If you wish to do so.”,“No more, kitties; that’s all that is good for you. Go back to your chair.”,“He must have gone to Clarence in the barn,” concluded Maria, setting off at a run.,“Did you hev a good time in the city larst week, Mis’ Mifsud?” asked Mrs. Wopp, politely.,“By heck!” ejaculated Mr. Wopp who sat in the front seat beside his wife and Betty. Then he glanced hastily around to see if anyone had noticed his irreverent outburst. But no one had. They were all too intent on other matters.,“Oh, no! It’s too much. We only did what all—”,“I don’t give two whoops ef he does,” Betty was bubbling with suppressed mirth.,“Well, just listen! This morning your mama set out the meat for their breakfast. I had Geewhillikins and Jerusalem Crickets in the pound—the woodshed, you know. Oh, they had a big breakfast before,” she added quickly, feeling rather than seeing Billy’s disapproval.,“Billy! My—boy!” Mrs. Bennett bent over him; and he felt a tear where her cheek touched his..