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“For three days an’ three nights there was no sleep fer his eyes nor slumber fer his eyelets.”,“Do you know how ice cream is made, May Nell?” Jimmy asked to break the oppression.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,“No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.”,Moses, his feelings by this time wrought to a state of down-right rebellion, grasped a pail in either hand and sought the peaceful atmosphere of the river.,Clarence, however, when questioned, declared, “I haven’t seen the little shaver since dinner.”,They came upon him a second later, insensible, his head bleeding from a scalp wound. Hurriedly the Sheriff lifted him close to the brook, dashed water over his face, washed out the cut a little, and bound it with his handkerchief, not untenderly if in haste; for Billy had won something more than his approval.,“But I don’t like them to do that, Billy. They ought to stay dead till the play is done. When I see them smiling I feel as if—just as I would if you made fun of me when I cried for my mama,—it takes all the true out of the play.”,Jimmy tried not to look pleased, but failed. Something about May Nell attracted him, whether it was her beauty, her fearlessness, or her air of distinction he did not know. It was really her recognition of something fine in him that his cold and irascible father had almost whipped out of him.,Mrs. Wopp, after ascertaining that the little boy had received no bodily injury, stood mopping her heated face with the half-mended sock. She ceased operations to survey Betty more carefully.,“Who is Mr. Zalhamber?” asked Howard, as though he had forgotten his existence.,“I forgive you,” he condoned..