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Billy could not remember that he had.,“Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones.,She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.,“That’s enough, Billy. Jimmy Dorr and George Packard are coming.” She was a sensible woman, yet she disliked to expose her boy to Jimmy’s caustic tongue. But Billy was equal to more than Jimmy.,CHAPTER V.—A DANCE IN THE CEDAR HILLS.,She shook her head.,“Me neither,” George endorsed.,Wait till the clouds roll by,,“Yes, he can do that; I’ve seen him myself.”,“Here, let me do that,” Harold commanded; “you go and do the rest of your work. We won’t get to play in all day. The Gang coming?”,“Ebenezer, you might bring in my slumber robe, bein’s I’m so busy an’ Mose an’ Betty’s gone to bed.”,“Why not arsk Geordie Hodgekiss. He’s sich a grand feller fer helpin’ at dances, an’ his voice ’ud most wake the dead. I feel shore he’d hev the good o’ the quilt at heart.”.