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“He went up to Tom—he was still crouching against the house—”,“White eyebrows child! What are you talkin’ about? Yer eyebrows are blacker nor that stove.”,“Kinder rocky.”,“Can’t I see the faywies some time, Betty?” asked St. Elmo.,“Moses, yer manners is shockin’, did you expect to be sarved the best piece when company’s here?”,“This is Evelyn Dorr, and Vilette, her sister,” Mrs. Bennett was saying.,“That’s enough, Billy. Jimmy Dorr and George Packard are coming.” She was a sensible woman, yet she disliked to expose her boy to Jimmy’s caustic tongue. But Billy was equal to more than Jimmy.,The hours passed in an uproar of fun. The table was dismantled, toys, tools, and dishes put away, and the feast had sped into the past.,He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.”,“Good hearts need no fairy wings,” Mrs. Bennett replied to Billy while she smiled at the little girl. “Jean told her mother about our May Nell, and Mrs. Hammond came over with a generous lot of outgrown things.”,Billy was the sun, dressed in a pale yellow tunic, and crowned with a fillet of sun-bursts cut from gilt paper. He came but a little way on the stage from the south for each of his short solos; and the others pelted him back. Especially did he hide from Rain behind Cloud, a tall girl in a small ocean of gray tulle.,Had he but dreamed on for an hour or so he would have returned, rested, refreshed, the cheery boy that helped to make the Bennett house a home. But a voice in the road above startled him. Only a word was spoken, a greeting; but it was surly and foreign, Italian..