Thank you, gentlemen.

Angcore, angcore!" Miss Laura laughed too, she could not help it, and even Billy and I curled up our lips.

After a while they sobered down, and then finding that the boys hadn't a handkerchief between them, Miss Laura took her own soft one, and dipping it in a spring of fresh water near by, wiped the red eyes of the sneezers.
Their ill humor had gone, and when she turned to leave them, and said, coaxingly, "You won't make those dogs fight any more, will you ?" they said, "No, sirree, Bob." Miss Laura went slowly home, and ever afterward when she met any of those boys, they called her "Miss Pepper." When we got home we found Willie curled up by the window in the hall, reading a book.

He was too fond of reading, and his mother often told him to put away his book and run about with the other boys.

This afternoon Miss Laura laid her hand on his shoulder and said, "I was going to give the dogs a little game of ball, but I'm rather tired." "Gammon and spinach," he replied, shaking off her hand, "you're always tired." She sat down in a hall chair and looked at him.