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“Oh, Mosey, she un’erstan’s everything, she’s jist wonderful.” Betty’s voice was positive. Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster. “Billy! You’re freezing!” She sprang up and turned on the light..
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"Isn't she nice?" she asked admiringly. "She's so cock-sure of herself and so calm about it. I like the way her eyebrows meet over her haughty nose, and that superior kink in her nice, crinkly lips. I know she's going to be worth while when we know her."I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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"Or to kill men with," rejoined Jen, ironically; "or to drug the watchers of the dead."
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“Shame on you Moses, rampagin’ an’ bellerin’ there like a gang of coyotes,” remonstrated his mother. Max furnished the milk. “I haf gif mine cow much sugar to make dot milk sweet for Pilly to-day,” he explained happily to Mrs. Bennett. “Won’t you sing something else, Mrs. Wopp.” Nell was growing uncomfortable under Betty’s reference to the unburnished state of her cloud. “Aint that wonderful Miss Gordon? An’ Betty never had a lesson in her life. She jist naterly takes to music,” said Mrs. Wopp complacently..
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