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“You young Hottentots, wot youse been up to?” All too soon Moses’ prophecy proved true.,CHAPTER XV.—MERRY-MAKING IN THE HAY-LOFT.,“That big sand pile the kids made last week for a fort can be the Sierras, and we’ll tunnel, and have a loop, and—”,Edith finished her music lesson, dismissed her pupil, and made the little girl tidy if comical, in one of her own frocks. And when the four sat to eat, Billy’s voice rang above the rest in the little song they sang in lieu of grace.,“Sunday School, too? How long you’ll be away!”,Mrs. Wopp drew the green curtains together and turned to the smallest girl in the class.,“Don’t Job look jist like Mariar Mifsud goin’ to meetin’,” gurgled Betty.,Rational people laughed at these stories, declared them the fancies of brains fuddled by too long a stay at the saloons in town. But Billy was not so easily satisfied. He wished to see for himself those shadowy forms; to prove to the small, scared children that, contrary to general belief, the brothers sometimes had guests. And he had a queer feeling that some way the house would have a place in his life. He admired its gloomy grandeur; planned the additions he would make if it were his own, and the gardens, the hedges of roses, and banks of fragrant smilax, that should grow there.,She shook her head.,Moses, who was still in the dark as to the exact character of the entertainment planned, was all eagerness to get preliminaries over.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,“Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned..