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“Why, Billy? I don’t believe in whipping unless all else fails.” “That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism. “The tank must have run over, Billy. You forgot to shut it off.”.
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Mrs. Wopp, as was usual at the morning meal, appeared with her greyish-red hair tortured with curl papers. After depositing the appetizing breakfast dish on the table she thrust her head out of a window and called lustily, “Come on Moses the perkelater’s perkin’ an’ the bacon’s sizzlin’ on the plate.” “Y-yes, b-but how can I when I have no one to say ‘mama’ to, only a Mrs.” “Billy, let me plan,” May Nell interposed. “We’ll work hard to fix up the Lodge before Jean has to go home. I’ll stay and wait for you, and Bouncer with me; and I’ll search for my Idean vine. I must have something that will do for that. I wish I could find a real one.” The bottle went crash, and a furious yell informed the neighborhood that the Gang was “up to some new deviltry.”.
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