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Thus interrogated, the boy who had caught but one fleeting word of the sentence, reddened, and shuffling his feet, said he’d “often rode a wild cayuse.” “Moses stan’s on his head so’s his brains’ll filter back into place,” teased Mrs. Wopp. “I suppose you have a large farm, Mr. Wopp,” said Nell Gordon..
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CHAPTER XI.—JONAH AND THE WHALE. Betty Wopp was gambolling along the road with other little school-girls and heard the jeers addressed to the wretched boy. The penetrating sense of Moses’ need of her brought her to a halt. Indignation made her tight little braids of hair assume an aspect as terrific as Medusa’s snaky coils. She ran lightly up to Moses and walked beside him. “Here, Mose, hoi’ this here jint while I fit the next one inter it.” A tongue-twisting silence ensued. “This here thing looks like a mule with his ribs druv in an’ stan’in’ on his haunches. What d’ye call it?”.
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