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“You young Hottentots, wot youse been up to?” All too soon Moses’ prophecy proved true.,Billy slipped quickly to cover again where he could watch unseen. The men’s faces were black with passion, and their low, intense words seemed all the more deadly because strange, foreign. A coat split down the back with a ripping report, and the boy saw the flash of a knife, and turned away feeling sick.,“Soapsuds is Moses’ strong weakness,” commented Mrs. Wopp, laughing till her fat shoulders quaked perilously.,The man gave him an affectionate slap. “Go, then. You’re a right game kid, sure.”,Jimmy was the first to stand and cheer.,“Pretty; and Charley will be Douglas, and—”,“Wharfmaster, ahoy!” Billy hailed, as they came near the water’s edge. “Is all ship-shape?”,School having been closed a week for repairs Miss Gordon had brought Betty to the shining city of her childish dreams.,“Yes, right now.” He stepped nearer, and Bouncer growled and bristled.,Mrs. Bennett called. The cats walked leisurely to the hearth, sat down, one on either side, and began to eat, each from his own side of the plate. They were as deliberate and dainty as well-bred children.,“A deed to the stone house, the Ha’nt, May Nell calls it. I was glad to know of something you wanted; and I’ll furnish the money to redeem the place to your idea of the beauty it deserves. It is a splendid location. And Mrs. Bennett,” he turned to Billy’s mother, “you must let me see Billy through college.”,Betty who secretly preferred to trip the light fantastic toe in this manner, maintained a discreet silence..