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“Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.”,“Please, Mister, my nose was bleedin’ an’ I lorst my way lookin’ fer warter, an’ here I am on Jording’s stormy banks.”,The words were hardly out of his mouth when the sound of an approaching team was heard. Betty eyed ruefully the silk shawl she had flung on the ground.,Mrs. Wopp, after ascertaining that the little boy had received no bodily injury, stood mopping her heated face with the half-mended sock. She ceased operations to survey Betty more carefully.,“What song would you like, Betty?”,“Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled.,“Oh, oh! It ran—across my—foot!” she gasped, and fell over.,He ran back a few steps and found a loose board he had climbed over when coming up. This he carried to the edge of the wall. “When I call,” he spelled out, “break window, use chair, come across on board.”,“Miss Gordon here, made me a harnsome lace yoke fer an underwaist, an’ give it to me fer my birthday,” volunteered Mrs. Wopp.,but I can,“Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely.,“Billy Boy, it’s fine! It’s splendid! But it’s so big I’m afraid Buzz will be scared.”.