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“If you wish to do so.” “But I don’t like them to do that, Billy. They ought to stay dead till the play is done. When I see them smiling I feel as if—just as I would if you made fun of me when I cried for my mama,—it takes all the true out of the play.” “Billy, you’re a wise guy. This beats Maskey’s,” Harold declared..
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