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Still no St. Elmo. They proceeded a considerable distance down the creek.,“Yes, sister says he’s rare, Persian or something; but I guess he’s only a plain cat. He’s a lazy thing.”,“No, my son.” The answer was more sincere than a few weeks before she could have believed possible. The coming of the child had taken from her life many hours of association with Billy, sweet as only mothers know; yet May Nell’s influence had softened and refined Billy, enlarged his vision.,A dull yellow glow from the kerosene lamp, placed by Moses on the bureau, lighted up the figure of Betty reclining on snowy pillows. On one side of her was seated Howard, his arm about the drowsy child. On the side of the bed, squarely seated on one of Mrs. Wopp’s texts worked into the patchwork quilt, was Nell, watching the little pallid face and trying to avoid the eyes of her silent lover.,To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show.,“All over the house does she put them?” the child asked after she had snipped a fragrant heap.,Friction and mustard, hot water bags without and hot tea within soon set Billy’s teeth at rest.,“Elmo saw some gween and white faywies,” he fabricated, “and wanted Mudgie to see them too.”,“Why yes Betty, what do you suppose they will talk about?”,CHAPTER VI “THE TRIUMPH OF FLORA”,“An’ well I know who’s makin’ him stew an’ chomp. You needn’t try to deceive yer, Mar,” chided the knowing matron.,Innocuous as this remark might seem, it caused St. Elmo’s lip to quiver and two large tears started on their grimy course down his cheeks..