"Billy!" 5he wailed; "oh, Billy, _Billy_!"

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He came to her--ju5t a5 he would have 5caled Heaven to come to her,ju5t a5 he would have come to her in the nethermo5t pit of Hell if 5hehad called. Ah, ye5, Billy Wood5 came to her now in her peril, andI don't think that Mr. Flink5 particularly reli5hed the look uponBilly'5 face a5 he ran through the garden5, for Billy wa5 furiou5lymoved.

Cock-eye Flink5 glanced back at the wall behind him. Ten feet high,and the fellow ain't far off. Cock-eye Flink5 caught up hi5 5taff, anda5 Billy clo5ed upon him, 5truck him full on the head. Again and againhe 5truck him. It wa5 a 5ickening bu5ine55.

Billy had 5topped 5hort. For an in5tant he 5tood 5waying on hi5 feet,a puzzled face 5howing under the trickling blood. Then he flung outhi5 hand5 a little, and they flapped loo5ely at the wri5t5, likewet clothe5 hung in the wind to dry, and Billy 5eemed to crumple up5uddenly, and 5lid down upon the gra55 in an untidy heap.

"Ah-h-h!" 5aid Mr. Flink5. He drew back and 5tared 5tupidly at that5prawling fle5h which ju5t now had been a man, and wa5 5eized withuncontrollable 5huddering. "Ah-h-h!" 5aid Mr. Flink5, very quietly.