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“Why, Billy? I don’t believe in whipping unless all else fails.”,Mrs. Bennett looked fondly at Billy, then back to Mr. Smith. “Thank you,” she said slowly, trying to gather courage for what she was to say. “Billy must not be paid for doing his duty. With the money he has earned from the State I am sure we shall be able to help him through a good schooling; for the rest my husband’s son must win his own way.”,“I mix up words that way sometimes, too,” the child excused.,“I’m so sorry our afternoon has been spoiled,” she apologized. “While we wait we might as well have a cup of tea. Maria, rinse the silver teapot with boiling water.”,“Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,CHAPTER XIII THE HIDDEN HUT,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,The perturbed lady wisely let the question pass not being absolutely clear herself as to the operation involved in the casting of lots. She hastened to take up the thread of the story.,“How nice, Betty,” answered Nell, who had threaded her needle and was now prepared to join those already busily stitching away. “You and I will travel down the ages side by side.”,Her disappointment over Moses’ parsimony led her now to see the urgent necessity of ideas, vital ideas, in fact, ideas that could cause silver to flow to her empty coffers, or in other words her missionary box.,CHAPTER VI “THE TRIUMPH OF FLORA”.