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She made a quaint picture curled in a big chair under the window, where a lifted corner of the curtain gave light to the book, but left the rest of the room dark. It pleased her to play teacher. She asked Billy numberless questions, coaxed him to explain what she did not understand. And he soon learned that one must know a thing very well before he can tell it. He dictated some of the written work, and she transcribed it in her prim little script.,“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,“You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious.,Supper over and dishes hurried out of sight, the floor was once more cleared and the real business of the evening was resumed.,“Three you should say. Don’t you live in the dreamland of music? Eat your own breakfast, or you’ll be late for the train.”,Billy hesitated a minute. The dim room, the wicked-looking red lights, Bess so stern and mysterious,—this might frighten the little girl. He ought to wait.,Had he but dreamed on for an hour or so he would have returned, rested, refreshed, the cheery boy that helped to make the Bennett house a home. But a voice in the road above startled him. Only a word was spoken, a greeting; but it was surly and foreign, Italian.,“Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny,,“She’s at Vine Hill—miles away; we’ll beat her if we hurry.” His words were a bit breathless.,“But if your steamer works you don’t want its secrets peddled round; and girls always blab.”,“I’ll mow in the morning. Let me stay and visit Pretty—Harold, I mean—till sundown; can’t I, mamma?” He patted her cheek with a vigor that made her wink. “You know you can’t refuse your darling boy,” he wheedled..