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“I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.” Which last order was the signal for a giddy frolic. Finally, “Everybody promenade, you know where,” and the dancers joined the spectators on the benches. “To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.”.
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The cheerful clatter of knives and forks against Mrs. Wopp’s best blue willow plates was a gentle accompaniment to the ripple of laughing apology that Nell offered to the victim. Any constraint that might have been felt hitherto among the circle, decreased perceptibly as the rancher wiped the sweet syrupy drops from his face. He threw himself on the bed and wept the bitterest tears he had ever shed in his life, tears of shame. There he lay—hours, he thought—determined to bear his pain and disgrace alone. Yet it was only minutes when he heard his mother in her room, coming! CHAPTER XVII BILLY TO-DAY “Let him play to-day, mother,” she pleaded, when the two stepped into the hall; “he can be a boy only once.”.
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