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“Stop and chin with me just a little, won’t you, marmsey?” “Put a nose an’ eyes over his own planner an’ you’d think there’s the man hisself,” flung back Mrs. Wopp. A whoop startled her and she turned to see a handsome boy racing up on a brown pony, also carrying a basket..
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