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"I'll bet they're not," said Bennie, feeling emboldened by Jim's admission of a slight irregularity in his paternal arrangements. "How do you know?" asked Jim, still puzzled. It did not occur to him that there was anything unfriendly in the conversation "You never saw them!" "Well," said Bennie, crowded now to play his highest card, "anyway, your mother is a bad woman."
And may I ask what particular being is fortunate enough to employ you?" "I'm keeper down to the lighthouses, if you want to know. But I cal'late you know it already." Bennie D.'s coolness was not proof against this. He started. "The lighthouses?" he repeated. "The what is it they call them? the Twin-Lights?" "Yes. You know it; what's the use of askin' fool questions?"
His skill might, perhaps, find some way out for Lily, who had not been born a mute, who had come into the world with seeing eyes. Bennie had told her that the child's condition was the result of an illness. Perhaps the Young Doctor might be able to effect at least a partial cure. Perhaps it was selfish of her utterly, absurdly selfish, to keep the situation to herself.
The sentence which had met his eyes as he picked up the note which his caller had dropped was still before them, burned into his memory. Benjamin! "Bennie D."! the loathed and feared and hated Bennie D., cause of all the Bascom matrimonial heartbreaks, had written to say that he and his sister-in-law were soon to be together as they used to be.
The queer little blue bed, with its faded roses, was brought down from the attic by Frau Knapf, for she is one of the three foster mothers of the small occupant of the bed. The occupant of the bed is named Bennie, and a corporation formed for the purpose of bringing him up in the way he should go is composed of: Dawn O'Hara Orme, President and Distracted Guardian; Mrs.
"Well it's Christmas eve, and I thought we ought to have something for Bennie. He has been asking me all evening what I expected from Santa Claus, never hinting, of course, that he expected anything." "Well, here's a dollar." Mrs. Cowels took the money and went over to the little store. There were so many things to choose from that she found it difficult to make a selection.
That would have been a mess! I'm sure you can handle the balancer without Perkins. Poor old Perk! And Hoskins and the others. All gone, by God! All wiped out! Only me and you left, sir!" He laughed hysterically. "Bats in his belfry!" thought Bennie. "Something hit him!" Slowly it came over him that the half-stunned creature thought that he, Bennie Hooker, was Pax, the Master of the World!
Much she questioned both her aunt and Bennie of her rival, whose beauty was the theme of the whole village, and once, when told that she was passing, she hastened to the window, but her cheek grew whiter still, and her hands clasped each other involuntarily as she saw by the side of the fair Helen the form of Graham Thornton.
"There's an idea," Roger cried. "How about it, Bennie?" I nodded. Blodgett eagerly went first and the cook, apparently fearing that he was on his way to be served as a particularly choice tidbit at somebody else's banquet, came last. The rest of us just jostled along together.
"I feel it now, Bennie boy, but we mustn't neglect all friends for them. Other people don't know that you do this as a matter of business, and of course you can't tell any one; for if the Haneys heard of it they would be cut to the heart. Do they put it on a business basis?" "They never mention it.
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