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“Our house isn’t big enough.” “To-morrer’ll see my revenge,” growled Moses, now thoroughly roused to action under the protection of his own roof. Now the dance was a two-step and Mrs. Wopp, who drew a hard and fast line at round dances, declaring they were instigated by the evil one, sat and looked on talking to Betty meanwhile..
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“It’s plain lazy. He won’t even wash himself.” “Can I hev a piece of jelly-roll, Mar?” coaxed Betty, stemming the tide of her brother’s complaints. Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders. “It came to me feet foremost, I guess, and soaked the quilt in instalments. I had a tough dream, too; couldn’t wake up in the middle. I dreamed I was on a ship in a bang-up storm, and the vessel lunged like a bucking horse.”.
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