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Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously.,“Gosh! Wisht Betty was here right this minute. Mebbe I’m dyin’. Hope nobody starts twangin’ a harp. My nose is worser’n ever!”,Fight gleamed in the big man’s eye, and for the breath of an instant he hesitated.,“Let him play to-day, mother,” she pleaded, when the two stepped into the hall; “he can be a boy only once.”,May Nell had been “through the measles,” yet she shared the quarantine. Billy resented this at first. It was “no fair.” Afterward he was grateful; for aside from the cheer of her presence she did him a fine service. It was her clever brain that proposed to read his lessons aloud to him; and though he didn’t think much of it at first, he soon saw that this would make a chance for the prize which in his heart he had resigned.,Jimmy was taken by surprise. Billy was his favorite play-mate, and the whip had disappeared before he realized the import of the attack, and he thus lost any advantage he might have gained while Billy’s hands were busy. But the words roused Jimmy’s anger. No boy had a right to interfere between him and his sisters; and he struggled to his feet and launched some telling blows.,“Sure!” Billy assented, heartily. “I take it back about old Sir Thomas; I guess they’re equal partners, after all.”,WELL, what do you want to play?” Billy asked, after the hubbub had a little subsided.,“Billy! My—boy!” Mrs. Bennett bent over him; and he felt a tear where her cheek touched his.,The story had fairly begun when Mrs. Wopp, Nell Gordon and Mrs. Bliggins could be heard coming up the ladder.,Her disappointment over Moses’ parsimony led her now to see the urgent necessity of ideas, vital ideas, in fact, ideas that could cause silver to flow to her empty coffers, or in other words her missionary box.,Warwick Bro’s & Rutter, Limited, Printers and Bookbinders, Toronto, Canada..