From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,
“Yes, you shall be our dear little girl.” Mrs. Bennett took the forlorn child in her motherly arms and kissed her. “You’re tired and hungry, too, aren’t you?”,
“So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.”.
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