What a crazy idea! Glad, when it had all come about only because Uncle Isaac was dead—dear, good, kind Uncle Isaac! Every time Johnny Blossom thought of him a lump came in his throat. Then he would whistle to try to get the lump away, but whistling did not help greatly, for he was very sorry and missed Uncle Isaac so much. No, glad about it he could never be, never in the world.
spribe Mines, Oh, no, Johnny Blossom had not over-eaten; he could easily eat some today, too; he had had only those that were burnt.
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spribe Mines “Yes, there is something—something perfectly dreadful, Mother, but I’ve got to tell you about it.”.
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