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“What’s the harm? She’s on Mr. Potter’s land, and the road’s near.”,“How in the name of orl the aporstles did that hen git in there?” questioned Mrs. Wopp.,“Why doesn’t Billy come?” she asked of Bouncer; and the dog ran out of the door and stood on three legs, one forefoot lifted, his eyes fixed on the spot where Billy had disappeared. But no master was to be seen, and he went back to May Nell, whined, and put his nose on her knee.,“Sunday School comes first.”,“Surely; but—”,“Too much?” he interrupted; “is anything I have in this world too much to give for the life of my wife and child? Didn’t your son save them both? Save May Nell from—” He turned away and did not attempt to finish his sentence.,All were silent for a little. Most of them had been more than once to San Francisco’s celebrated dealer in sweets.,“Yes, right now.” He stepped nearer, and Bouncer growled and bristled.,“Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence.,“Them’s thum,” was the sophisticated answer.,Mrs. Bennett smiled at her mistake and went in, while Billy took up his mower. The girls looked at one another in the mute scrutiny children bestow on newcomers, May Nell the least embarrassed of the three.,“Oh, no; there aren’t any. Billy says so, and he knows. He knows, too, that there are other people here beside the Italians.”.