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Moses returned to work with jelly and soot mingling in a purple streak on cheek and chin.,Fight gleamed in the big man’s eye, and for the breath of an instant he hesitated.,“Not in the house; in this room, yes.”,“No, Billy never forgets his cats,” his sister answered for him; “though the chickens might sometimes suffer but for mamma. Take your ill-bred felines out, Billy.”,“Mannel promptly hung his head and made no reply, being much too shy to attempt an answer in English, whatever his thoughts in Russian might have been.,“Billy! My—boy!” Mrs. Bennett bent over him; and he felt a tear where her cheek touched his.,CHAPTER IX RED GOOSE FLESH,Confusion followed. Harry was struck with a great fear. Was she dead? He had never seen a girl do so before. Would they hang him?,Clarence, however, when questioned, declared, “I haven’t seen the little shaver since dinner.”,It was a blessing that even her loyal soul must yield to nature’s balm of passing time; in wholesome companionship and the fragrant warmth of a country spring she somewhat forgot the grief that would otherwise have worn to death her frail little body.,A hand shot up at this point in the lesson and a thin voice piped, “Please, Mis’ Wopp, I was to the Fair last year.”,Moses adored his little foster-sister when she was well; but sick, his adoration turned to blind worship. For several days Betty had been ill. Moses’ religion, bottled up during care-free days, burst forth in foam of intercession for Betty’s return to health..