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“Well, now, is that so? It sounds to me like a furrin word,” returned Mrs. Wopp, who admired Mrs. Mifsud’s polished utterances, while by no means undervaluing her own rhetorical gifts. Moses, who was still in the dark as to the exact character of the entertainment planned, was all eagerness to get preliminaries over. “Did you forget their breakfast, Billy?” the child questioned earnestly..
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“You can search me.” Billy was about to remark further, when a commotion arose among the school children just passing on their way home. “Of course they won’t be too tired! The kids have pluck.” “I’ll give you spalpeens something to laugh over!” threatened the injured one, as he brushed the snow and dust from his hat. Then he slowly went on looking back at the unyielding glacier-like surface of the sidewalk. “Yes, we have, Billy,” Mrs. Bennett corrected. “Bring them in now. Let May Nell see our entire cat family.” She followed him out, and presently returned with a plate of cut meat which she placed on a newspaper on the hearth..
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