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“What’s next?”,“What is Fuji Mamas?”,“Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!”,CHAPTER XIX.—BETTY’S ILLNESS.,“I don’t know.”,“Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music.,That ardent daughter of Jubal sighed, not for the encroachment on her Sunday afternoon leisure hour, but because she had found out the lesson was to be on Jonah and the whale. She had always been partial to the story of the ravens feeding Elijah and to the parable of the Prodigal Son. She felt that her temperament inclined her most to stories where hospitality and mouthwatering descriptions of hunger appeased provided the dramatic interest. Well she knew that the Tishbite and the erring son who returned to the feast of fatted calf would have received full justice at her hands. As for Jonah, and the whale with the inordinate oesophagus, she would do her best.,“This froth looks like soapsuds,” he complained.,Friday came; and May Nell delighted her father with her part in the exercises. Billy was very proud of her as she stood on the platform, lovely in her white frock and her fair, curling hair, reciting her “piece.”,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.”,“It’s my fault, too, Mrs. Bennett; don’t put the blame all on Billy,” Jean half sobbed; and hurried after him..