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Without further urging the child began to pick out with one finger a complicated melody which Mrs. Wopp assured the audience was “Dare to be a Daniel.”,Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay.,In a moment the obliging boy’s head was surmounted by an empty tomato can, and under the aegis of “Whacker Brand” he became attendant to the circus manageress. Thus helmeted he stood and gazed at Betty as though the hinges of his jaw were loosening.,“Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!”,“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”,“An orful good-natured tied-in-at-the-waist critter, aint it?” commented Moses.,“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?”,“Obedience, thy name is cats,” Billy preached solemnly.,“Where are you going to take me?” she asked, trying to equal his long stride.,“His tail’s druv in too far fer to waggle much though,” returned Moses eyeing the diminutive stump.,“All right Lize, I’ll jist make a note of that.”,Going home from school one Friday afternoon, Moses heard sniggering half-suppressed comments behind him. He walked along slowly, contemplating his big toe that protruded pathetically from a large hole in his shoe. It reached his ears that one aesthetic youth was dazzled by the kaleidoscopic effect of his checked trousers; in other words, it made him sea-sick. Moses quickened his pace slightly, but his face looked like an advance notice of calamity. Presently he turned and glowered at his tormenters..