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CHAPTER XVII BILLY TO-DAY He roused himself sharply; found his handkerchief and rubbed his eyes a little clearer; bent swiftly over Jimmy, who stirred when touched, and, to Billy’s intense relief, spoke. “They’d look purtier, Glory, ef you’d put more colors in,” commented Mrs. Wopp. They looked at her a minute, dropped reluctantly to the floor, and retired..