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She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.,“Them carrots do smell sweet.”,“Golly! They’re working all night. I—ought to—help—to-morrow. I—” He slept again with his good resolution half made.,“Next month when currants are ripe you shall see.”,“And what’s the ‘chinning’ to be about?” she questioned, sitting on the bedside; “the fortune?”,“I like Sunday School best ’cause I do things there.”,“Yes, we have, Billy,” Mrs. Bennett corrected. “Bring them in now. Let May Nell see our entire cat family.” She followed him out, and presently returned with a plate of cut meat which she placed on a newspaper on the hearth.,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,“Heavens to Betsey! We’ll do it!”,“Can you forgive me, Nell? This guiding star of Moses is our guiding star, too.” After a moment Howard continued, “I wish we could transplant this morning-glory into our garden, don’t you?”,“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.,CHAPTER XV.—MERRY-MAKING IN THE HAY-LOFT..