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“Here, let me do that,” Harold commanded; “you go and do the rest of your work. We won’t get to play in all day. The Gang coming?”,“My poor lamb, my little darling,” she said, speaking with difficulty, “There are so many lynxes in the woods, and he’s so afraid of them. If he meets one he’ll die of fright.”,“What yer whistlin’ so mournful like?” queried his mother, “makes me think of funerals an’ sich like; jist come in an’ help yer par with the stove-pipes, mebbe that’ll cheer you up.”,“Yet let him sleep downstairs,” Edith persisted.,CHAPTER XII.—THE AUTOGRAPH QUILT.,“I’m ever so hungry, Mumsie.” As she spoke, Isobel glanced at Moses who was sitting dumbfounded before the dainty girl he was meeting for the first time. His face was scarlet; his ears were by nature stiffly folded forward and the light shining through them from an electric globe on the wall made them now glow like red shells.,CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE,In this mood he turned into the main road and came upon Jackson limping, bloody, and crying.,“I c’d eat a rhindoceros,” he confided to Clarence.,“A doctor’s wife gets over ‘expecting’ very young, Billy. They won’t think I’m dead if I don’t come home to lunch. But your mother?” His inflection finished the question.,“We’re seven,” came the echo.,WELL, what do you want to play?” Billy asked, after the hubbub had a little subsided..