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“Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!” “Moses! Betty! Time fer school!” called Mrs. Wopp. Betty, satisfied that after Moses’ frenzied ministrations she was quite presentable, hastened into the house. Moses fled into the yard where he became very active splitting wood, his guilty conscience adding efficiency to his arm. “Yes, Mr. Brown,” he answered, keeping his face from sight..
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