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“Well, just listen! This morning your mama set out the meat for their breakfast. I had Geewhillikins and Jerusalem Crickets in the pound—the woodshed, you know. Oh, they had a big breakfast before,” she added quickly, feeling rather than seeing Billy’s disapproval. Ebenezer Wopp sat at the head of the table. Beaming from behind a promising array of cups and saucers, his portly wife presented a countenance of aggressive hospitality. In height and girth Mrs. Wopp had much the advantage of her husband. “Oh, chuck the business,” Jean said impatiently. “Can’t it wait till noon? I must go home then.”.
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A loud whisper from Pete Stolway disturbed the orator. “No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.” “Miss Gordon done it, I know,” whispered Betty, clasping and unclasping her hands, “she’s not a school-teacher at orl, she’s jist a fairy growed up, an’ Mar’s a fairy godmother!” “The darned old robber!” Billy started up and walked restlessly toward the door..
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