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He saw the men stop, draw apart, and look around. They discovered no one, but delayed their quarrel and hurried in the direction of the sound, exchanging short angry speeches as they ran.,“No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—”,“Said so, but they’re late. We’ve got an addition, the little earthquake girl.” This last was a sibilant aside.,“Perhaps this is Nancy’s way of playing,” he thought.,“Stop and chin with me just a little, won’t you, marmsey?”,“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?”,“Ebenezer Wopp, I’ve tarlked to you till I’m black in the face, but it’s jist wastin’ valyble breath. Yer brains is allers wool-gatherin’. The hammer’s in yer hip-pocket.”,“Anything else you can do better than a girl?” she jeered, good-naturedly.,With a start and plunge the surprised horses, now thoroughly indignant, set off at a gallop.,And Billy, suddenly remembering who was being cheered, slid to his seat sheepishly, a cold feeling down his back, uncomfortable heat in his cheeks.,The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit.,Mr. Wopp, goaded to desperation, breathed audibly his opinion regarding pipe-fitting. Diogenes in one of his periodical excursions from his tub would have been glad to category that remark as an honest man’s attitude, at least toward certain jobs..