“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.”,
“He must have gone to Clarence in the barn,” concluded Maria, setting off at a run.,
Betty, not interested in intricate relationships, tiptoed into the parlor and uncovering the organ, played with one finger “Home Sweet Home.” The wool-embroidered motto on the wall almost wept..
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