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“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.” In his anticipation of the Sunday afternoon treat in store for him, Moses dreamed all that night of little dark-skinned men running round after him with bowls of rice and jabbing him with chop-sticks. “Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.”.
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Billy stooped to tie shoestrings already tidy; he was gaining time for thinking. “I reckon doing things you don’t like is work, and doing things you do like is play,” he explained, doubtfully. “Golly! There’s nothing skewgee about that fortune,” Billy commented, encouragingly. “You know she never does nothin’ to us really, Moses, no matter how she jaws. Come on, you clipped yer pony so lovely an’ evenlike. The horse-clippers is bangin’ on the wall behind you.” Ricketty jig and away we go.”.
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