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130 Sinton drew Billy back to the walk, and held his hand closely. "Are you ready, Elnora?" "Yes; you were gone a long time," she said. Sinton glanced at a package she carried. "Have to have another book?" he asked. "No, I got this for mother. I've had such splendid luck selling my specimens, I didn't feel right about keeping all the money for myself, so I saved enough from the Indian relics to get a few things I wanted. I would have liked to have gotten her a dress, but I didn't dare, so I compromised on a book." "What did you select, Elnora?" asked Sinton wonderingly. "Well," said she, "I have noticed mother always seemed interested in anything Mark Twain wrote in the newspapers, and I thought it would cheer her up a little, so I just got his 'Innocents Abroad.' I haven't read it myself, but I've seen mention made of it all my life, and the critics say it's genuine fun." "Good!" cried Sinton. "Good! You've made a splendid choice. It will take her mind off herself a lot. But she will scold you." "Of course," assented Elnora. "But possibly she will read it, and feel better. I'm going to serve her a trick. I am going to hide it until Monday, and set it on her little shelf of books the last thing before I go away. She must have all of them by heart. When she sees a new one she can't help being glad, for she loves to read,