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“You’d best go an’ take her hoss, Moses,” directed Mr. Wopp. Then raising his voice he called, “Go right on into the house, Mis’ Mifsud. Lize has jist gone in from the garden.” “Shade of Beelzebub! Where did you spring from?” shouted the astonished man. “Don’t go off Mr. Potter’s land, will you, May Nell? The fenced part, I mean. Eat some lunch soon; Billy may be gone an hour longer. Good-bye. Don’t get too tired. I’ll send Clarence if I can find him.”.
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Mrs. Wopp’s voice, a dramatic outburst before which almost any cloud would have quailed, filled the bedroom. Betty turned to Nell Gordon, “I hope all yer clouds’ll hev silver linin’s, Miss Gordon,” she smiled. Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy. “Are you sure, my boy? I’ll go with you—” At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell..
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