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“Nothin’.”,“What’s matter’s Gordon?” he enquired anxiously.,“Betty dimples in an’ out, like Mar’s dough,” he remarked, joyously, “she’s shore gittin’ better.”,“Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell.,Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy.,CHAPTER XVII.—A SAMPLE OF EBENEZER WOPP’S IRE.,“Yet let him sleep downstairs,” Edith persisted.,But Mrs. Bennett wasn’t blaming any one; she didn’t really know what the excitement was all about.,Locked up! The child’s heart beat stiflingly; yet she did not cry out; she thought self-control would win her more favor than tears.,“But, Mose, you shorely didn’t fergit a sorft answer turneth away wrarth?”,She clapped her hands. “Oh, I’m glad you like fairies, too. Do you know about Bagdad and Semiramide and Good King Arthur and Ivanhoe, and all the other beautiful things in the world?” she asked, breathlessly.,“Why, you see,” Billy hesitated, for he was modest, “sister has a class of us heathen boys, and—well, you see, it’s this way; sister says,—she’s partial, you know,—she says I have influence; if I don’t giggle the others won’t, and she gets on O. K.”.