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Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause.,For I’m a young thing and cannot leave my mother.”,“Of course they won’t be too tired! The kids have pluck.”,“Perhaps this is Nancy’s way of playing,” he thought.,“I don’t know what’s the matter,—I’m drowned, I guess.” His teeth rattled, and the hand he put out to her was icy cold.,The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit.,“I believe you are becoming a confirmed westerner,” said Howard as they slowed down to a walk. “If you once drink slough water you know you will never like any other.”,The captivating music of Grieg’s “Butterfly” floated through the room and Moses watched the white supple fingers of the player with breathless eagerness.,“No, no! Don’t, mother! I’ll run away! I’ll—” He groaned and left his sentence unfinished.,The sunbeam somehow got into the internal decorations of Nancy and filtered out through her eyes. Their amber depths seemed to have turned into liquid gold.,“Yes, thank you. But most my heart is hungry. Will you help me to find my mama?”,“Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear..