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“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.” As the evening wore on Mrs. Wopp, Mrs. Stephens and a few other ladies adjourned to a box stall where the refreshments were stored. Pleased with the prospect of dispensing lavish hospitality from the combined larders of the neighborhood, Mrs. Wopp’s face radiated cheerfulness. “Come, Betty Girl,” said Moses, “Mar wants you to go to bed.”.
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“Well, he ain’t dead; he’s alive and bully, with a wad that bulges. I’m going to take you to him.” “Oh, no; there aren’t any. Billy says so, and he knows. He knows, too, that there are other people here beside the Italians.” Going down the stairs his loud unmelodious singing reached the ears of those in the bedroom. When he arrived at the foot, Betty, whose ears were attuned to all acts of outlawry, had reason to believe that Moses performed three successive somersaults. “Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty..
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