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“Don’t Job look jist like Mariar Mifsud goin’ to meetin’,” gurgled Betty.,It may be that atmospheric changes helped to cause the disquiet, for in the midst of an exciting account of a fairy dancing on a moonbeam, a sudden shower descended on the barn and began to pour in a stream through a hole in the roof, immediately over Moses’ head.,“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!”,CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE,Behind the two women trotted a chubby baby. “I see Billy boat,” he cried, shrilly, stumbled, fell, scrambled up again, and repeated his refrain.,“Why yes Betty, what do you suppose they will talk about?”,Billy could not remember that he had.,“Well, you know the other thing to do if you don’t like it,” Billy retorted, bluntly. “She’s my sister till her folks are found, and that isn’t likely.”,“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly.,Through the Stygian darkness of the loft loomed the figure of Mrs. Wopp, a white apron of huge dimensions indicating her presence. She made as though to descend the ladder.,The broad shaft of sunlight that flooded the dining-room where Nell Gordon sat was suddenly darkened. Looking up she saw the tall straight figure of Howard Eliot at the doorway.,“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly..