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“Can’t stop. It’s private anyway.” He waved his hand, ran across the foot-bridge and down the road, dodged into the brush for his wheel; and in a moment they heard his shout as he sped by toward town.,“What’s the Golden Text, Norer?”,“Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear.,Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm.,“Easy, mates. Kids, belay there, till we launch her!” This to the gaping youngsters always in the way.,“When I do my dishes, Mar, can I work in the garding, too?” inquired Betty.,He swung his book-strap in greeting to his mother while rolling more slowly up the rose-bordered path to the veranda. He thought his mother’s face looked tired; but the smile there welcomed him warmly, and he forgot the tired look with her first words.,“They’ll have to be done before vacation or not at all,” he answered, so seriously that May Nell wondered a little; wondered still more as the moments passed and the dark room grew very quiet. She did not know what purpose was growing in Billy’s mind, a purpose that largely concerned herself.,Mrs. Bennett continued her gentle, even strokes; bent and kissed him softly before replying. “Duty looks narrow only when it opposes inclination, my child. Selfish people hate duty; but those who live the longest and best lives could tell you that every victory duty wins brings an ever-increasing joy.”,“An’ was the pore little feller lookin’ fer Joner?” said Mrs. Wopp. She spoke pityingly, yet she could not avoid some slight feeling of satisfaction over this evident tribute to her powers of biblical narrative.,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,The boy was very still for a little, but burst out presently: “I’m going to work, mother; as soon as school closes I’ll start.”.