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“I mix up words that way sometimes, too,” the child excused.,“Rocky?” he interrupted. “You bet not. It’ll be just bully, that’s what!”,Zalhambra was a vaudeville artist. His was the star act on each bill. He was undeniably a genius; it needed but a few bars of fortissimo plus crescendo to realize that he was a virtuoso of the first rank. When he played a Rag the audience shouted with delight; but when he sprinkled torrential cadenzas through the dizzying syncopation, like some mighty giant tossing meteors into a handful of fire-crackers, something like an electric shock stirred his hearers.,His words had a new ring, and his mother was wise enough to respect the young independence in them. “What brought you to this decision, Billy?”,Betty was trying to keep up the engaging flow of talk but the dance proved to require all her attention.,CHAPTER XI.—JONAH AND THE WHALE.,“To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.”,“Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones.,CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR.,“We won’t have any shadow people to-night, darling.” Mrs. Bennett rose and turned on the lights, though it was not yet dark; drew the curtains, and punched the fire till a storm of sparks sputtered up the chimney.,The amused laugh of Nell Gordon, who sat beside Mrs. Wopp, floated past the youthful pair in front and perhaps helped to embue Moses with the reckless spirit of Jehu. The boy secretly admired his teacher, though he had an idea he would soundly pummel any boy with sufficient temerity to accuse him of it.,“Mind? What do you mean by that? Anyway, you can’t prove it.”.