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CHAPTER XIV.—BETTY AMONG THE FLOWERS “Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely. “Never min’, Pete, an’ thank you anyways, but sence the lesson’s a hull lot about the sea, I’ll jist write with blue chork.”.
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