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The child obeyed, but her fingers trembled; and Bouncer whined and licked her hand. Balancing her voice on a very high note she popped her head through the dining-room door to speak to her husband. He was seated at the table reading “The Family Herald.” His straggling grey locks were disordered with his mental effort and formed a frieze of irregular design on his shining forehead. Mrs. Wopp’s voice, in a moment, was safe on terra firma. “Surveyors? What’s your scheme?” Jimmy was quickly interested..
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either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
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“Naw,” answered the boy, “What’d Mar say? she’d put a tin ear on me.” Pat Bliggin’s mind was undoubtedly wandering, so a drastic question was in order. As Mrs. Wopp adjusted her bonnet before leaving the house, she gave minute instructions to Mr. Wopp. “My feet’s purty well jolted up inter my head,” cried the uncomfortable rider. But Betty insisted on his getting full value for his money, and dared him to descend until the round of the arena had been completed..
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