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“Good hearts need no fairy wings,” Mrs. Bennett replied to Billy while she smiled at the little girl. “Jean told her mother about our May Nell, and Mrs. Hammond came over with a generous lot of outgrown things.” Yet it was a very quiet little child that crept down to the others a few minutes later; when asked of her fortune she burst into tears. “Did you forget their breakfast, Billy?” the child questioned earnestly..
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Mrs. Wopp’s eagle eye, again rested on the lowering face of her offspring. Every back bent a little lower. Every face flushed a little rosier under its coat of grime. Praise from Billy was all they asked. “Oh that is a little girl visiting us. My wife’s cousin is spending a week in Calgary and has brought an animated bunch of Alberta sage-brush with her.” The boy scudded lightly across the narrow open space to the shelter of a manzanita tree, and looked back again; but no one appeared. Did he still hear the softly quarrelling voices? He fancied so. The sudden dip of the sun behind a hill darkened the scene threateningly, and brought a return of “the creeps.”.
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