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“This peacock,” went on Betty, showing the picture of a bird with plumed tail outspread, “is the white peacock of the moon. It lives in the moon, but when fairies want to come to play with li’l girls, they harness the peacock an’ drive down to earth in a silver chariot.”,The captivating music of Grieg’s “Butterfly” floated through the room and Moses watched the white supple fingers of the player with breathless eagerness.,“Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely.,“Heavens to Betsey! We’ll do it!”,Let us find our sweetest comfort,“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.,“What’s Jeth perched up there fer, Par?” demanded the boy.,After setting her white bouquet on the large dining-table, Betty again hastened to her beloved garden and began weeding where her ministrations were needed. As she worked, she hummed “Sweet and Low” softly to herself. The school children had lately learned to sing it.,CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE,“Last November,” piped Evelyn.,“By heck!” he thundered.,The quarantine had been raised, and at night Billy had “the run of the house”; though his days were still spent in “the prison cell” as he called the dark room. It seemed to him that light came in with the little girl, and all the sparkle and fragrance of the young summer without..