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Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay. “Hello, Billy! You washin’ floors?” There was a sneer in Jimmy’s voice. “Come here Betty, till I clean yer face. Where is that boy Moses? I know he had a hand in this. Drat him anyhow,” said the incensed Mrs. Wopp..
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Moses and Betty were left to mind house, the admonishings of Mrs. Wopp being seasoned with picturesque if carelessly applied texts. The envious might hurl hisses, but Moses and Betty were invulnerable to all such assaults upon their anticipations of the day’s freedom with its already planned joys. “No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.” “Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group. “Run, Billy! You left the door open—she’ll get the dinner!” Mrs. Bennett cautioned, hurrying out herself to reckon the loss..
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