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“Sure!” Billy assented, heartily. “I take it back about old Sir Thomas; I guess they’re equal partners, after all.”,“Who?”,“She’ll be orful mad,” prophecied Moses.,At this moment the dining-room door opened and the daughter of the house entered the room.,CHAPTER XVII.—A SAMPLE OF EBENEZER WOPP’S IRE.,Upstairs the lightning filled Betty’s room with a weird intermittent radiance. The child had become increasingly drowsy and asked Howard to sing her to sleep.,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,Betty said her prayers that night before her cyclamen. It seemed to her a “mornin’-glory that had been growed by an angel, its petals sparkled so, an’ it smelled so pure.” She breathed very softly her thanksgiving, with a vague feeling that it had wings and could find its way better than she knew.,“Ebenezer Wopp, no wonder you talk sich ridicilsome nonsense in yer sleep, eatin’ cheese at night. It’s ’nough to make you dream of boer-constructors.”,“The darned old robber!” Billy started up and walked restlessly toward the door.,“Golly! There’s nothing skewgee about that fortune,” Billy commented, encouragingly.,Ladies cross your lily-white hands.