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“Moses didn’t want to clip me Mar, but I thought ’twould be a ’provement to hev nice white eyebrows.” As Betty spoke one large tear rolled slowly down her cheek moistening in its course a small drop of blacking which Moses had overlooked in his cleansing operations, adding still more to the child’s grotesque appearance. “Not many of us would, Mrs. Wopp,” remarked Mrs. Bliggins, a small fair woman with a round placid countenance. “What with cookin’, an’ washin’, an’ cleanin’, an’ buttermakin’, an’ hundreds of other things, there’s not much time for fancy work.” “No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?”.
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Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay. Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster. “Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely. “I’ll make a note of that, Lize.”.
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