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Mr. Crump indulged in an unusual hobby, the collection of old musical instruments, and a motley group it was that Moses eyed with growing wonder.,“Sunday School, too? How long you’ll be away!”,But ideas came flooding into Betty’s active mind. The desire to fill her box, augmented by an even greater desire to let Moses see she didn’t need his shekels, sent electrical energy to her brain.,Moses’ opinion, repressed, however, in his bursting bosom, was of a like complexion, only much more vivid. He was hesitating between the liquid verge of tears and the lambent verge of profane utterance.,“Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze.,This account of the abruptly ended career of her predecessor was somewhat disturbing to Nell.,Yet only a part of the long day went to study. They spent delightful hours rehearsing the stories of favorite books, and otherwise amused themselves by improvising tales of marvellous adventure. The school children sent notes, the latest school jokes, and original pictures, interesting if sometimes not quite clear as to meaning. Clarence indited his first letter. Here it is:,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“It looks jist as ef the sun had crept into that corner at larst,” she decided.,The young dancers in the hall found the change of music decidedly exhilarating, as an occasional whoop testified.,“You bet it’s work! ’Specially when she gets hold of a cub like me.”,Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay..