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“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,“Betty Wopp,” she exclaimed, “you couldn’t be no wetter ef you’d fell in the big slough. Come on to the house an’ change yer clothes. St. Elmo ’ll need warshin’, too, I reckon.”,“He was a real little cat Moses, wasn’t he? And you—you must be Pharaoh’s son instead of daughter.” The child laughed and clapped her hands.,As she thought how dear and kind Moses had been to her, bringing this wonderful plant and the shell purse, not forgetting the peppermint bulls’ eyes, she went to sleep with the conviction that she must be the happiest girl in the world.,“Easy, mates. Kids, belay there, till we launch her!” This to the gaping youngsters always in the way.,CHAPTER I THE LITTLE EARTHQUAKE GIRL,Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay.,“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,Betty playfully thrust a small forefinger into one of the fresh biscuits on the table and bore it, impaled on the rosy weapon, triumphantly to her plate. This was for the amusement of Moses, but instead of laughing as he was expected to do, he eyed his little sister with assumed indifference.,Dim religious lights from stained glass windows shone through the church and falling on the boy chilled him to the marrow.,“He smiles sich a toothy grin,” commented Moses.,“Wotcher want, Nosey?”.