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“Tell us how you found him, Moses,” requested Nell Gordon, who was always interested in tales of knighthood.,“No, I didn’t forget; the water was low, and I left it running on purpose. But it’s that west wind; she’s a hummer. She can pump faster ’n the old waste pipe can discharge.”,“She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.”,Was there to be another murder? Ought he to call? If he did wouldn’t they turn on him—kill him? No matter. Some one might be on the road and hear. And he could run pretty fast. Anyway he must risk it.,But Mrs. Bennett wasn’t blaming any one; she didn’t really know what the excitement was all about.,“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.,“But it’s a secret,” she whispered in smothered distress. “Please to go!”,He swung his book-strap in greeting to his mother while rolling more slowly up the rose-bordered path to the veranda. He thought his mother’s face looked tired; but the smile there welcomed him warmly, and he forgot the tired look with her first words.,“I mix up words that way sometimes, too,” the child excused.,“Are—are you hurt bad, Jimmy?” came in a quaking voice.,When the party reached the house and St. Elmo had been received with every manifestation of joy, Mr. Wopp in one burst of eloquence explained how his boy Moses had found him. Moses, the hero of the hour, stood abashed before the encomiums of Mrs. Mifsud. He twirled his hat at a fearful rate on his doubled fist, standing awkwardly on one foot the while.,“Well, I’ll be blowed, gosh! Mar’d larf to hear you tarlk. You’ll darn my socks, two bits or no two bits, ef Mar says.”.