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Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders. He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.” “Said so, but they’re late. We’ve got an addition, the little earthquake girl.” This last was a sibilant aside. CHAPTER XVIII.—A PAIR OF CHECKED TROUSERS..