`` My gracious ! twelve years old and not know your Quackenbos ! '' laughed Bab , much amused , but rather glad to find that she could teach the `` whirligig boy '' something , for she considered him a remarkable creature . `` I do n't care a bit for your quackin ' boss , whoever he is . Tell about this fine feller with the ships ; I like him , '' persisted Ben . So Bab , with frequent interruptions and hints from Betty , told the wonderful tale in a simple way , which made it easy to understand ; for she liked history , and had a lively tongue of her own . `` I 'd like to read some more . Would my ten cents buy a book ? '' asked Ben , anxious to learn a little since Bab laughed at him . `` No , indeed ! I 'll lend you mine when I 'm not using it , and tell you all about it , '' promised Bab ; forgetting that she did not know `` all about it '' herself yet . `` I do n't have any time only evenings , and then may be you 'll want it , '' begun Ben , in whom the inky page had roused a strong curiosity . `` I do get my history in the evening , but you could have it mornings before school . '' `` I shall have to go off early , so there wo n't be any chance . Yes , there will , -- I 'LL tell you how to do it . Let me read while I drive up the cows . Squire likes 'em to eat slow along the road , so 's to keep the grass short and save mowin ' . Pat said so , and I could do history instead of loafin ' round ! '' cried Ben full of this bright idea . `` How will I get my book back in time to recite ? ''
asked XXXXX , prudently .
Bab Ben Betty Pat Quackenbos cents evenings mowin old quackin