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Now in the silence and fragrance his tightened springs began to relax. Presently he found himself in a dream of possibilities of the island,—Ellen’s Isle, he always called it; of what might be done with the smooth places in the river, the hills, Sunol Creek not far away, boiling and tumbling in boisterous beauty; of hidden nooks, piled boulders, and tiny meadows, vine-enclosed and flower-fragrant.,“It’s only a chop left from yesterday,” he excused on his return.,He was out early wheeling from house to house, where various parts of the “show” were receiving last touches. One by one he gathered each “attraction,” and herded them all to Jimmy’s big barn, where the procession was to form. Some were late, Bess for one; but Billy was not anxious about her.,When brother and sister left her, strange thoughts flitted through her head. She heard Mrs. Bennett beating eggs in the kitchen; saw the logs Billy had piled in the wood-box. On the wall above the piano hung Edith’s schedule—time table, Billy called it. May Nell had already studied it, had seen the fifty or more lessons set for each week; and needlework on the music table, and books there the child had discovered were for music study,—these told her what a busy woman Billy’s sister must be.,The inexorable portrait on the wall seemed to gaze down on the recalcitrant youth with disapproval.,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,“So they took up Joner an’ tossed him inter the sea.”,“Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.”,Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing.,Mrs. Newman smiled knowingly; she was familiar with his type, here to-day and gone to-morrow, with falling in love a convenient habit to give zest to the round of vaudeville performances. Mr. Zalhambra caught her smile of incredulity and murmured, “This time it is really fatal.”,Moses’ teeth chattered. It was not cold, but wash-day meant to the unhappy boy a dismal round of duties.,CHAPTER II.—CONCERNING BETTY..