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“Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones.,“Our house isn’t big enough.”,“Why do you think that’s so dreadful?”,“I love, thou lovest, he loves,” said Clarence, scornfully, in answer to this preposterous question.,“Yes, you shall be our dear little girl.” Mrs. Bennett took the forlorn child in her motherly arms and kissed her. “You’re tired and hungry, too, aren’t you?”,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,“To-morrer’ll see my revenge,” growled Moses, now thoroughly roused to action under the protection of his own roof.,Billy heard the hatted one say “So long!” saw him start down a path that followed close beside the stream, perfectly hidden from any one who might be walking the crests above. The other man brought a pail and started up the hill.,“A girl under foot all the time,” Shifty complained. He had no sister.,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,“Betty Wopp,” she exclaimed, “you couldn’t be no wetter ef you’d fell in the big slough. Come on to the house an’ change yer clothes. St. Elmo ’ll need warshin’, too, I reckon.”,There they all were; those who had come first to the house, and many others: Jean, Bess Carter, Charley Strong, Max Krieber, Jackson Carter, the little colored boy, standing aloof, and others, large and small. All in a line they stood, and shouted up at him:.