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“Why yes Betty, what do you suppose they will talk about?”,“They’re a regular Damon and Pythias, aren’t they? And we’ll have Flash for the Polar Bear, in the circus, and Tom for the Royal Bengal Tiger, the baby tiger, you know.”,Mrs. Bennett heard anxiety in the voices of the visitors, and came out.,The basket piled high with snowy linen and cotton seemed almost to overflow the brim. Betty pressed the clothes down with her brown hands, while the complaining boy enlarged on the sordid details of that trying wash-day and on the manner in which his mother had teased him. The child’s sense of humor outbalanced even her sympathy and a peal of laughter rang out. Her laugh was a long delicious trill, as though a bird had dropped from the clouds singing still with the sunrise tangled in its notes. Moses paused long enough for a procession of commas and semicolons to pass by. Then seeing his disappointment in her apparent lack of sympathy, Betty hastened to console him.,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,Presently Clarence caught up to him and bore him down a side street lest further attempts at apology should cause him to again accost the irate stranger.,“Oh that is a little girl visiting us. My wife’s cousin is spending a week in Calgary and has brought an animated bunch of Alberta sage-brush with her.”,“Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music.,Presently, Moses made for the yard and on his way, offered tribute to Betty by standing on his head on the mat at the door.,The child obeyed, but her fingers trembled; and Bouncer whined and licked her hand.,CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG,“Train? Is she going away?” The small girl’s face grew sorrowful..