“Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group.,
The pianist walked on the stage as the eyes of Mrs. Wopp and Moses rested on Betty. Howard Eliot had not taken his gaze from Nell Gordon expecting momentarily to catch her glance and to be rewarded by a smile. A smile radiated her fair face, but alas! It was not for him.,
“Orl right, Mar,” answered Moses, dutifully, his mouth watering in anticipation of the goodies in prospect..
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