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“No, it can’t wait one minute longer’n it’ll take me to get to town. Maybe I can come back though.” “You look like some kind-faced happygo-lucky cow, chewin’ her cud,” teased Mrs. Wopp, standing at the parlor door and noting the reminiscent moving of her son’s jaws. Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously..
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