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Nell Gordon, ready for school, came into the kitchen and catching sight of Betty was seized with such uncontrollable mirth that she fled upstairs again.,CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE.,CHAPTER XV.—MERRY-MAKING IN THE HAY-LOFT.,“What’s matter’s Gordon?” he enquired anxiously.,That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp.,“No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out.,“Yes, Mr. Brown,” he answered, keeping his face from sight.,“Naw Nosey,” he retorted, “there ain’t no bun to break in two, the dorg is outside the bun already.”,“Oh, no! It’s too much. We only did what all—”,CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR.,“Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!”,“This shore has been a toilin’ day fer me,” sighed Mrs. Wopp, as she opened the oven door and revealed a tempting array of loaves, their brown domes swelling up and over the sides of shining black pans..