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“Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed. “This is Evelyn Dorr, and Vilette, her sister,” Mrs. Bennett was saying. “Where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?.
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“Ain’t she her own aunt?” hazarded Mr. Wopp, abstractedly thrusting his hammer into his boot top and scratching his bald head with a pair of pincers. “So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.” “It’s time Billy was at home,” he heard his mother say as he opened her room door; and he stumbled on more hurriedly, across the bridge—at last, the Fo’castle! His fork having safely landed its cargo, Mr. Wopp laid it carefully down and remarking, “I must make a note of that,” he began to inscribe Nell’s diplomatic request. As he leaned over the paper, his head shone like a round china lamp-shade, its shining expanse relieved here and there, by long wisps of grey hair..
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