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“But I don’t wish May Nell away, mother, do you?”,“Just like a football champion,” Billy interrupted.,Viewing the upturned swill-pail, she suddenly became cynical.,After these followed Jean as Rain. Wherever she passed the singers bowed their heads and sang more softly, and Frost retreated in haste.,“Her hand would be as pretty as any one’s if she didn’t have to work so hard,” Billy thought loyally; and promised himself again that the first money he earned should buy his mother a diamond ring.,The broad shaft of sunlight that flooded the dining-room where Nell Gordon sat was suddenly darkened. Looking up she saw the tall straight figure of Howard Eliot at the doorway.,Friction and mustard, hot water bags without and hot tea within soon set Billy’s teeth at rest.,“Oh, Billy, Billy! My beautiful opera is ruined!” Edith wailed, as she heard the jeers of the small boys in the audience.,The divining woman looked into May Nell’s beautiful eyes, too deep and thoughtful for her slender body; drew her close and kissed her. “Yes, dear, just the nicest sort of work for a little girl. You may hull these strawberries; and if you eat some for toll I shan’t be looking.”,“Awfully hard, Billy. Some of them had ‘grief swimming in their eyes.’”,CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG,“A dose of senner tea’ll fix that, my boy,” was Mrs. Wopp’s cheerful rejoinder..