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CHAPTER X SIR THOMAS KATZENSTEIN,“Billy, let me plan,” May Nell interposed. “We’ll work hard to fix up the Lodge before Jean has to go home. I’ll stay and wait for you, and Bouncer with me; and I’ll search for my Idean vine. I must have something that will do for that. I wish I could find a real one.”,“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.,The solid rock of the mountain had been cut away from the rear of the house to form a natural, paved court. At the top was a small chicken coop, its wall flush with the wall of rock; and near it grew an oak sapling not larger than Billy’s arm.,“No, like a prima donna,” his sister retorted.,Mrs. Wopp’s eagle eye, again rested on the lowering face of her offspring.,“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!”,“St. Elmo’s lost, Ma,” wailed Maria. “We can’t find him and he’s wandered down the creek.”,“What’s Jeth perched up there fer, Par?” demanded the boy.,She stooped and kissed him.,“She’ll be all right. May Nell and me—I—we took our lunch and went over to Potter’s pasture. Shoot! She’s waiting now! I hope the poor little kiddie—little girl—eats, don’t wait for me,—she an’ Bouncer.”,Mrs. Wopp repeated the words, slowly rolling them on her tongue as though to extract every ounce possible of scriptural nutriment, “So they took up Joner and carst him forth inter the sea.”.