14/15 'I wa'n't lookin' for losin' my place, an' I let the young woman do the job herself. An' she done it, pert as you please. An' jest as I was seekin' a hidin'-place for the explosion, if Mr.Henshaw didn't come out lookin' a little wild, but as meek as a lamb; an' when he sees me he asked wouldn't I please get him a cup of coffee, good an' strong. An' I got it.' "So you see," finished Billy, "Cyril is learning things--lots of things." "Oh, my grief and conscience! I should say he was," half-shivered Aunt Hannah. "_Cyril_ looking meek as a lamb, indeed!" Billy laughed merrily. |