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“What’s the trouble, dear? What were you afraid of?” she enquired, as she raised him to his feet.,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,Billy had been reeling off stanzas of his favorite “Lady of the Lake,”—“by the yard,” Mrs. Bennett said, acting it as he recited, somewhat retarding the work and endangering the dishes. Now he dropped his towel, caught up his mother and raced with her around the room. He was so strong that she was almost helpless in his grasp.,“I’m sec’etary; and I pass the books, and sing; and I’m—I’m giggle squelcher.”,Billy threw both arms around her and hugged her.,she quoted glibly. “I know a lot more of it. Do you?”,The Sun called to Flora, and she appeared by his side. In front of them knelt the Sower,crowned with leaves. The Sun bestowed upon him a cornucopia overflowing with cherries; Flora laid on his other arm long sprays of roses.,“The darned old robber!” Billy started up and walked restlessly toward the door.,He held out his hand, but the little girl put hers behind her. “I’ll come by myself,” she said with dignity. Whatever happened that dreadful man should not touch her.,“Don’t worry me Mosey, this is a ’portant day,” then turning to Miss Gordon she added, “I’ll take ’sturtiums an’ larkspur an’ sweet peas an’ you’ll be ever so happy lookin’ at them.” A busy silence ensued.,“Put some sunshine into your voices children,” admonished Nell.,“Doubtless it is incorporated in the language of some foreign people,” conceded Mrs. Mifsud, languidly..