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At supper time Billy's appetite had not returned. He did make something of a pretense at eating but it did not deceive the eyes of his watchful mother, who for reasons of her own restrained herself from making any reference to his mopishness. "What you mean, do as you say?" "Worse than usual tonight, isn't it?" he asked in kindly tones..
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