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“Of course they won’t be too tired! The kids have pluck.”,“Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.”,Moses, his feelings by this time wrought to a state of down-right rebellion, grasped a pail in either hand and sought the peaceful atmosphere of the river.,“But I don’t wish May Nell away, mother, do you?”,It quickly occurred to him to run around and climb up there by the coop. Perhaps he could see into the windows—perhaps see— He didn’t wait to finish his thought, but scrambled frantically up the steep and came around to the top of the wall. The window opposite and level with him was bare but not as dirty as the others; and against it he saw a bed-post. Anyway that room was used by some one besides ghosts, he thought; and wondered what to do next. Just then Bouncer sprang up and gave a single short bark, his bark of greeting.,Nell confessed she had heard of it.,“There’s a little secret about work; with grown-ups it is often their play; and they like it.”,Now the dance was a two-step and Mrs. Wopp, who drew a hard and fast line at round dances, declaring they were instigated by the evil one, sat and looked on talking to Betty meanwhile.,She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.,Pat Bliggin’s mind was undoubtedly wandering, so a drastic question was in order.,The man swore and looked for a cudgel.,“O, Mar, jist a teeny-weeny brown crust, it carn’t hurt me.”.