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The work went on, each length at the first possible opportunity resuming its state of strict neutrality and refusing to be drawn into negotiations.,Outside the spring warmth and fragrance enfolded the children as a mantle, opening their hearts to each other. Billy showed his flock of pigeons, his white chickens and the house where they roosted and brought forth their fluffy broods. Old Bouncer barked and capered about them; and the little girl tried to decide which cat was the prettiest, white Flash watching for gophers in the green alfalfa, or Sir Thomas Katzenstein, his yellow mate, basking in the sun. “He isn’t yellow like any other cat I ever saw; he’s shaded so beautifully.”,CHAPTER II.—CONCERNING BETTY.,“Well, time is near up younguns; has any one a question to arsk?”,Howard Eliot having left his charges safely at home went to his lonely ranch haunted by rebellious thoughts which Mrs. Wopp would have translated, “Here endeth my knowledge of the female speeshie.”,“Let him play to-day, mother,” she pleaded, when the two stepped into the hall; “he can be a boy only once.”,He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.”,But Moses refused to dilate on the subject. He realized that some of the cream might be removed from his achievement were he to explain the matter of the cave. He so seldom had the felicity of being placed on a pedestal, and his present status must be maintained if possible. So he murmured something to the effect that the others were so slow he thought he’d “jist go ahead o’ them an’ try to find the blame kid a little farster.”,“But I don’t wish May Nell away, mother, do you?”,“Run, Billy! You left the door open—she’ll get the dinner!” Mrs. Bennett cautioned, hurrying out herself to reckon the loss.,CHAPTER VIII.—BETTY VISITS THE CITY OF HER DREAMS.,“Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows..