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“O, Mar, jist a teeny-weeny brown crust, it carn’t hurt me.”,“Measles,” Mrs. Bennett pronounced; and though it was a light case, and in a day or so Billy felt as well as ever except his eyes, they were sentenced to a dark room.,“Too much?” he interrupted; “is anything I have in this world too much to give for the life of my wife and child? Didn’t your son save them both? Save May Nell from—” He turned away and did not attempt to finish his sentence.,By this time Mr. Wopp was bearing a length of pipe into the yard. The parlor looked like a morgue with its inanimate objects lying bidden under sheets and cloths of varying degrees of past usefulness. Through a hole of one sheet could be seen the listless towzled head of Hannah, her faded wax countenance betraying the need of a tonic.,“Can’t I see the faywies some time, Betty?” asked St. Elmo.,“Elmo saw some gween and white faywies,” he fabricated, “and wanted Mudgie to see them too.”,“Not yet, but they must all go to-night.”,“There’s no mention of circus-ladies going there anyway,” said Howard, smiling. This reference to her attempts to out-barnum Barnum brought a bright smile to the wan face of Betty.,“It’s time Billy was at home,” he heard his mother say as he opened her room door; and he stumbled on more hurriedly, across the bridge—at last, the Fo’castle!,‘Fix me the apple on his head’.”,That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp.,CHAPTER XI GOOD-NIGHT IN THE FO’CASTLE.