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When she came to this point all her listeners looked for their handkerchiefs. And May Nell stopped suddenly, smiled, and finished, “And God heard me; and Billy rescued me.”,Here his laughter became a series of concussions decidedly menacing to his well-being.,With a start and plunge the surprised horses, now thoroughly indignant, set off at a gallop.,“Can’t I see the faywies some time, Betty?” asked St. Elmo.,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,“Yes,” Billy answered breathlessly as he leaped from the buggy; “but we’ll have to go in the way I did if you want to catch ’em sure. We can come out by the trail.”,“Was it dark for Joner inside the whale?” asked Pete Stolway, who noted his father viewing him through the gaping curtain and wished to appear in earnest conversation with his instructor.,“Of course I am,” he replied promptly, with a squeeze of her hand that made her wince. “At first I was scared; I thought you must be a fairy.”,“And could he beat the old gentleman?” inquired Nell Gordon, vastly entertained.,The light shone through the colored glass window, casting a bluish tinge over the large earnest countenance of the teacher, and a distinct whisper was heard to the effect that “Mrs. Wopp’s face was blue moulderin’.”,“Billy! You’re freezing!” She sprang up and turned on the light.,Mrs. Wopp drew the green curtains together and turned to the smallest girl in the class..