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[89]“Mother, do come and look at the procession,” Edith called cautiously from the trellises, where she was slyly watching. “And, darling, I know how to find your mother,” Edith encouraged, brushing her own moist eyes, and clasping them all in her round young arms. “I’ll have your picture taken, and get it in all the papers—” He had not gone far when Moses caught up to him, “Please, Mister, here is three buttings orff yer vest, I guess.” His hilarity was not under strict control and again he broke into uproarious laughter..
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Mrs. Mifsud who had listened to this recital with polite interest, now excused herself on the plea of urgent duties in the kitchen. “Your nose is out of joint, Edith! I’ve got a new sister.” But his eyes belied his blunt words. “O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice. “Here, slow-pokes, drop yer carrots in this here bin.” He indicated an empty oat-bin..
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