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The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit. “Do you like it, Sunday School, I mean? I don’t. I like church, though,—the great booming organ, the beautiful singing. And when the minister speaks I just float away into fairy-land and never come back till he says, ‘The-Lord-make-his-face-to-shine-upon-us-amen.’” Nell confessed she had heard of it..
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“No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out. “But it’s a secret,” she whispered in smothered distress. “Please to go!” “The darned old robber!” Billy started up and walked restlessly toward the door. “My mama doesn’t believe in public school,” she had announced that first Monday morning; but had gone obediently when Mrs. Bennett decided it best. And the new life, the stimulation of study, the competition in class, her knowledge of books, and the prestige of her story,—these made school a delight, brought a happy light to her eye, a tinge of color to her too fair cheek..
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