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CHAPTER XII.—THE AUTOGRAPH QUILT. “Huh!” grunted Moses, “your ole turkey aint worth an eyestrain.” In front of the stone steps that led up to the barred door he hesitated; but the dog raced round to the rear. Instantly Billy followed..
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“My poor lamb, my little darling,” she said, speaking with difficulty, “There are so many lynxes in the woods, and he’s so afraid of them. If he meets one he’ll die of fright.” “I thank you, Roderick Dhu,” she called out over Billy’s shoulder with another little choke, for Jimmy had refused Mrs. Bennett’s offer of dry clothes and was starting home alone. “Giving music lessons isn’t work. I’d love to do that.” Billy was skeptical, yet soon convinced, as the little girl slowly and carefully read the problems, followed his directions, and obtained correct results. A few problems were too complicated; these the boy had her mark for attack with recovered sight..
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