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“But the girls and small fry can’t come in on that. Besides, that little city kid’ll be lonesome if I leave her.” “No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—” “Why not arsk Geordie Hodgekiss. He’s sich a grand feller fer helpin’ at dances, an’ his voice ’ud most wake the dead. I feel shore he’d hev the good o’ the quilt at heart.”.
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