“Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!”,
Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm.,
Behind the two women trotted a chubby baby. “I see Billy boat,” he cried, shrilly, stumbled, fell, scrambled up again, and repeated his refrain..
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