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“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”,Fight gleamed in the big man’s eye, and for the breath of an instant he hesitated.,“My papa told me to be a very brave little girl, and no matter what happened to take care of my mama. And now—I’ve l-lost her; and my braveness is all leaking away.” She covered her face with her hands and sobbed bitterly.,“Stop Mar, lemme go, you are wrong,” gasped the little man whose efforts to escape from her clutches had grown more and more feeble. “Drat that man, anyhow, why carnt he say what he means?” answered the mortified lady. The jeers of the youths on the benches added to her discomforture. Nell began to wonder whether her mind and constitution were robust enough to allow her to engage in such festivities as these very often.,Mrs. Bennett smiled at her mistake and went in, while Billy took up his mower. The girls looked at one another in the mute scrutiny children bestow on newcomers, May Nell the least embarrassed of the three.,“Say, little kid, what’s your name?” he asked, merrily, as he routed a great white cat from his own chair and placed it before the fire for the child.,“Jimmy, can you stand?”,Her questions brought long and wonderful tales of Billy’s younger life; of Edith when she, too, was a little girl. The child helped to set the table, carried in bread, salad plates, and jelly. “It shakes like the fat woman at the circus when she laughed. How do you make jelly?”,“Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!”,At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell.,Job, his ardor undampened by the strangeness of this reception, made haste to follow.,“Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.”.