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“To-morrer’ll see my revenge,” growled Moses, now thoroughly roused to action under the protection of his own roof. Watchful Mrs. Bennett was not far away. She stopped the boy’s noise, and cuddled the bereft one once more. “What is it, child? You are to be brave, you know.” “Why, Billy? I don’t believe in whipping unless all else fails.”.
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“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained. Howard Eliot guided his charges through the mazes of the city to a restaurant. Moses with the perennial appetite of fourteen ate silently and steadily, not omitting one item on the menu. He gorged. “No more, kitties; that’s all that is good for you. Go back to your chair.” “‘Magine huntin’ Joner in Mifsud’s woods.” Betty dimpled at the thought. “He was more like to find a coyote or stir up a bee’s nest. My! St. Elmo must of et a sight o’ berries to git so smeared.”.
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