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“It’s only a chop left from yesterday,” he excused on his return.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,“Why have you been away out in the country for milk?”,She glanced down the road, and swiftly around. Not a soul in sight. Obedience was inevitable.,For I’m a young thing and cannot leave my mother.”,Moses stared, wondering at this unusual compliment.,“Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.”,“I got an orful cold, goin’ in an’ out so orften,” he complained.,“I didn’t—I haven’t washed. I’m—” All at once as Billy walked through the tiled entrance, and felt himself in the midst of splendors he had viewed only from without, he was overcome with the suspicion that he looked rather queer beside the immaculate Doctor. He knew his hair “stood up all ways for Sunday”; and his face must be dirty. “But they won’t know how dirty,” he reflected; “this is[211] the time them plaguey freckles’ll get in an’ hide the dust.” Freckles were Billy’s sorest point.,Her absorption hypnotized the others to wondering stillness. In a moment her attitude and intensity had transported them to the mysterious East, and put upon them the spell of ancient superstitions.,“It certainly is wonderful,” agreed Nell with perfect truth.,He swung his book-strap in greeting to his mother while rolling more slowly up the rose-bordered path to the veranda. He thought his mother’s face looked tired; but the smile there welcomed him warmly, and he forgot the tired look with her first words..