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〃Yes。〃



〃Did　it　hurt　him　to　die？〃



〃I　don't　know。〃



Billy　was　wide　awake　again。　　〃It　didn't　hurt　my　pa；〃

he　boasted；　〃he　ist　died　while　he　was　asleep。　　He　didn't

even　know　it　was　coming。〃



〃I　am　glad　of　that；〃　said　Elnora；　pressing　the　small

head　against　her　breast　again。



Billy　escaped　her　hand　and　sat　up。　　〃I　guess　I　won't　go

to　sleep；〃　he　said。　　〃It　might　‘come　softly'　and　get　me。〃



〃It　won't　get　you；　Billy；〃　said　Elnora；　rocking　and

singing　between　sentences。　　〃It　doesn't　get　little　boys。　

It　just　takes　big　people　who　are　sick。〃



〃Was　my　pa　sick？〃



〃Yes；〃　said　Elnora。　　〃He　had　a　dreadful　sickness

inside　him　that　burned；　and　made　him　drink　things。　

That　was　why　he　would　forget　his　little　boys　and　girl。　

If　he　had　been　well；　he　would　have　gotten　you　good　things

to　eat；　clean　clothes；　and　had　the　most　fun　with　you。〃



Billy　leaned　against　her　and　closed　his　eyes；　and　Elnora

rocked　hopefully。



〃If　I　was　dead　would　you　cry？〃　he　was　up　again。



〃Yes；　I　would；〃　said　Elnora；　gripping　him　closer　until

Billy　almost　squealed　with　the　embrace。



〃Do　you　love　me　tight　as　that？〃　he　questioned　blissfully。



〃Yes；　bushels　and　bushels；〃　said　Elnora。　　〃Better　than

any　little　boy　in　the　whole　world。〃



Billy　looked　at　Margaret。　　〃She　don't！〃　he　said。

〃She'd　be　glad　if　it　would　get　me　‘softly；'　right　now。　

She　don't　want　me　here　't　all。〃



Elnora　smothered　his　face　against　her　breast　and　rocked。　



〃You　love　me；　don't　you？〃



〃I　will；　if　you　will　go　to　sleep。〃



〃Every　single　day　you　will　give　me　your　dinner　for

the　bologna；　won't　you；〃　said　Billy。



〃Yes；　I　will；〃　replied　Elnora。　　〃But　you　will　have　as

good　lunch　as　I　do　after　this。　　You　will　have　milk；　eggs；

chicken；　all　kinds　of　good　things；　little　pies；　and　cakes；　maybe。〃



Billy　shook　his　head。　　〃I　am　going　back　home　soon　as

it　is　light；〃　he　said；　〃she　don't　want　me。　　She　thinks

I'm　a　bad　boy。　　She's　going　to　whip　meif　he　lets　her。　

She　said　so。　　I　heard　her。　　Oh；　I　wish　he　hadn't　died！　

I　want　to　go　home。〃　Billy　shrieked　again。



Mrs。　Comstock　had　started　to　walk　slowly　to　meet　Elnora。　

The　girl　had　been　so　late　that　her　mother　reached　the

Sinton　gate　and　followed　the　path　until　the　picture　inside

became　visible。　　Elnora　had　told　her　about　Wesley

taking　Billy　home。　　Mrs。　Comstock　had　some　curiosity

to　see　how　Margaret　bore　the　unexpected　addition　to

her　family。　　Billy's　voice；　raised　with　excitement；　was

plainly　audible。　　She　could　see　Elnora　holding　him；　and

hear　his　excited　wail。　　Wesley's　face　was　drawn　and　haggard；

and　Margaret's　set　and　defiant。　　A　very　imp　of　perversity

entered　the　breast　of　Mrs。　Comstock。



〃Hoity；　toity！〃　she　said　as　she　suddenly　appeared

in　the　door。　　〃Blest　if　I　ever　heard　a　man　making　sounds

like　that　before！〃



Billy　ceased　suddenly。　　Mrs。　Comstock　was　tall；　angular；

and　her　hair　was　prematurely　white。　　She　was　only

thirty…six；　although　she　appeared　fifty。　　But　there

was　an　expression　on　her　usually　cold　face　that　was

attractive　just　then；　and　Billy　was　in　search　of　attractions。



〃Have　I　stayed　too　late；　mother？〃　asked　Elnora　anxiously。　

〃I　truly　intended　to　come　straight　back；　but　I　thought

I　could　rock　Billy　to　sleep　first。　　Everything　is　strange；

and　he's　so　nervous。〃



〃Is　that　your　ma？〃　demanded　Billy。



〃Yes。〃



〃Does　she　love　you？〃



〃Of　course！〃



〃My　mother　didn't　love　me；〃　said　Billy。　　〃She　went

away　and　left　me；　and　never　came　back。　　She　don't　care

what　happens　to　me。　　You　wouldn't　go　away　and　leave

your　little　girl；　would　you？〃　questioned　Billy。



〃No；〃　said　Katharine　Comstock；　〃and　I　wouldn't

leave　a　little　boy；　either。〃



Billy　began　sliding　from　Elnora's　knees。



〃Do　you　like　boys？〃　he　questioned。



〃If　there　is　anything　I　love　it　is　a　boy；〃　said　Mrs。

Comstock　assuringly。　　Billy　was　on　the　floor。



〃Do　you　like　dogs？〃



〃Yes。　　Almost　as　well　as　boys。　　I　am　going　to　buy　a

dog　as　soon　as　I　can　find　a　good　one。〃



Billy　swept　toward　her　with　a　whoop。



〃Do　you　want　a　boy？〃　he　shouted。



Katharine　Comstock　stretched　out　her　arms；　and

gathered　him　in。



〃Of　course；　I　want　a　boy！〃　she　rejoiced。



〃Maybe　you'd　like　to　have　me？〃　offered　Billy。



〃Sure　I　would；〃　triumphed　Mrs。　Comstock。　　〃Any　one

would　like　to　have　you。　　You　are　just　a　real　boy；　Billy。〃



〃Will　you　take　Snap？〃



〃I'd　like　to　have　Snap　almost　as　well　as　you。〃



〃Mother！〃　breathed　Elnora　imploringly。　　〃Don't！　Oh；　don't！　

He　thinks　you　mean　it！〃



〃And　so　I　do　mean　it；〃　said　Mrs。　Comstock。　　〃I'll　take

him　in　a　jiffy。　　I　throw　away　enough　to　feed　a　little

tyke　like　him　every　day。　　His　chatter　would　be　great

company　while　you　are　gone。　　Blood　soon　can　be　purified

with　right　food　and　baths；　and　as　for　Snap；　I　meant　to

buy　a　bulldog；　but　possibly　Snap　will　serve　just　as　well。　

All　I　ask　of　a　dog　is　to　bark　at　the　right　time。　　I'll　do

the　rest。　　Would　you　like　to　come　and　be　my　boy；　Billy？〃



Billy　leaned　against　Mrs。　Comstock；　reached　his　arms

around　her　neck　and　gripped　her　with　all　his　puny　might。　

〃You　can　whip　me　all　you　want　to；〃　he　said。　　〃I　won't

make　a　sound。〃



Mrs。　Comstock　held　him　closely　and　her　hard　face　was

softening；　of　that　there　could　be　no　doubt。



〃Now；　why　would　any　one　whip　a　nice　little　boy　like

you？〃　she　asked　wonderingly。



〃She〃Billy　from　his　refuge　waved　toward　Margaret

〃she　was　going　to　whip　me　'cause　her　cats　fought；

when　I　tied　their　tails　together　and　hung　them　over　the

line　to　dry。　　How　did　I　know　her　old　cats　would　fight？〃



Mrs。　Comstock　began　to　laugh　suddenly；　and　try　as

she　would　she　could　not　stop　so　soon　as　she　desired。　

Billy　studied　her。



〃Have　you　got　turkeys？〃　he　demanded。



〃Yes；　flocks　of　them；〃　said　Mrs。　Comstock；　vainly

struggling　to　suppress　her　mirth；　and　settle　her　face　in

its　accustomed　lines。



〃Are　their　tails　fast？〃　demanded　Billy。



〃Why；　I　think　so；〃　marvelled　Mrs。　Comstock。



〃Hers　ain't！〃　said　Billy　with　the　wave　toward　Margaret

that　was　becoming　familiar。　　〃Her　turkey　pulled；

and　its　tail　comed　right　off。　　She's　going　to　whip　me　if　he

lets　her。　　I　didn't　know　the　turkey　would　pull。　　I　didn't

know　its　tail　would　come　off。　　I　won't　ever　touch　one

again；　will　I？〃



〃Of　course；　you　won't；〃　said　Mrs。　Comstock。　　〃And　what's

more；　I　don't　care　if　you　do！　　I'd　rather　have　a　fine

little　man　like　you　than　all　the　turkeys　in　the　country。　

Let　them　lose　their　old　tails　if　they　want　to；　and　let

the　cats　fight。　　Cats　and　turkeys　don't　compare　with　boys；

who　are　going　to　be　fine　big　men　some　of　these　days。〃



Then　Billy　and　Mrs。　Comstock　hugged　each　other

rapturously；　while　their　audience　stared　in　silent　amazement。



〃You　like　boys！〃　exulted　Billy；　and　his　head　dropped

against　Mrs。　Comstock　in　unspeakable　content。



〃Yes；　and　if　I　don't　have　to　carry　you　the　whole　way

home；　we　must　start　right　now；〃　said　Mrs。　Comstock。　

〃You　are　going　to　be　asleep　before　you　know　it。〃



Billy　opened　his　eyes　and　braced　himself。　　〃I　can

walk；〃　he　said　proudly。



〃All　right；　we　must　start。　　Come；　Elnora！　　Good…night；　folks！〃　

Mrs。　Comstock　set　Billy　on　the　floor；　and　arose　gripping

his　hand。　　〃You　take　the　other　side；　Elnora；　and　we　will

help　him　as　much　as　we　can；〃　she　said。



Elnora　stared　piteously　at　Margaret；　then　at　Wesley；

and　arose　in　white…faced　bewilderment。



〃Billy；　are　you　going　to　leave　without　even　saying　good…

bye　to　me？〃　asked　Wesley；　with　a　gulp。



Billy　held　tight　to　Mrs。　Comstock　and　Elnora。



〃Good…bye！〃　he　said　casually。　　〃I'll　come　and　see　you

some　time。〃



Wesley　Sinton　gave　a　smothered　sob；　and　strode　from

the　room。



Mrs。　Comstock　started　toward　the　door；　dragging　at

Billy　while　Elnora　pulled　back；　but　Mrs。　Sinton　was　before

them；　her　eyes　flashing。



〃Kate　Comstock；　you　think　you　are　mighty　smart；

don't　you？〃　she　cried。



〃I　ain't　in　the　lunatic　asylum；　where　you　belong；

anyway；〃said　Mrs。　Comstock。　　〃I　am　smart　enough　to　tell

a　dandy　boy　when　I　see　him；　and　I'm　good　and　glad　to

get　him。　　I'll　love　to　have　him！〃



〃Well；　you　won't　have　him！〃　exclaimed　Margaret　Sinton。　

〃That　boy　is　Wesley's！　　He　found　him；　and　brought　him　here。　

You　can't　come　in　and　take　him　like　that！　　Let　go　of　him！〃



〃Not　much；　I　won't！〃　cried　Mrs。　Comstock。　　〃Leave　the

poor　sick　little　soul　here　for　you　to　beat；　because　he

didn't　know　just　how　to　handle　things！　　Of　course；　he'll

make　mistakes。　　He　must　have　a　lot　of　teaching；　but　not

the　kind　he'll　get　from　you！　　Clear　out　of　my　way！〃



〃You　let　go　of　our　boy；〃　ordered　Margaret。



〃Why？　　Do　you　want　to　whip　him；　before　he　can　go

to　sleep？〃　jeered　Mrs。　Comstock。



〃No；　I　don't！〃　said　Margaret。　　〃He's　Wesley's；　and

nobody　shall　touch　him。　　Wesley！〃



Wesley　Sinton　appeared　behind　Margaret　in　the　doorway；

and　she　turned　to　him。　　〃Make　Ka