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Yet the impression of the night had been deep enough to wake him before the sun rose. He dressed quickly, astonished the chickens with an early breakfast; put fresh sand in the coop; climbed the windmill tower to oil the bearings of the big wheel; and put the lawn mower in order, but remembered in time that to use it would wake the sleepers.,“Why, I wonder? She used to watch us at it and laugh.”,“To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.”,“Who is Mr. Zalhamber?” asked Howard, as though he had forgotten his existence.,Betty, who had understanding, was not turned from the subject of her thoughts.,For five hundred dollars a week he had pranced to the admiring vaudeville audience; but once let the artist lay bare his soul in real music and whispering reaches his ear. But there was no use complaining, no one could understand his disgust.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,Amid the wealth of love how could the little heart refuse comfort? Billy tossed her to his shoulder and carried her to his mother’s room, where both women coddled her and Edith sang her into a sweet sleep.,Presently Clarence caught up to him and bore him down a side street lest further attempts at apology should cause him to again accost the irate stranger.,A low rumble of thunder was heard in the distance and a flash of lightning made the coal-oil lamp look like a bilious spot in the room.,“Look he’s been here,” said Betty, pointing to a small footprint in the moist soil, “An’ he’s headed down the crick.”,CHAPTER XV.—MERRY-MAKING IN THE HAY-LOFT..