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“No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—” “You needn’t fight any more,” Vilette said, loftily; “we shall marry her ourselves.” “Oh!” interposed Betty, “but they didn’t throw a sorft stone. I don’t b’lieve in sorft answers no more.”.
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“I am not going to let you see any more compositions,” exclaimed Nell, “You are just making fun of my poor children.” “Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely. Howard sat back in his chair and thought of the possibilities of seeing Nell. He reflected that they were as good as engaged. Mrs. Wopp had given her diagnosis of the case enigmatically, perhaps, but with a degree of accuracy denoting keen observation on the evening of his last visit at the Wopp household. For fully a fraction of a minute Nell had let him hold her hand, and then her face all dimpling had turned to say good-night. He was rehearsing what he should say next time she dimpled so irresistibly and he breathed anathemas on his asinine conduct in being so shy and tardy. He was brought to the immediate present by Moses who was regarding an ice-cream soda with suspicion. “Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured..
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