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“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home. “There ain’t a shadder of a doubt Moses takes arter his Par in the gift of the gab,” was Mrs. Wopp’s genial rejoinder. At first he could not eat with relish, his mind was so distracted with admiration of the magnificent room, and impatient to get his worrying secret off his heart and conscience. But his wise host ordered so artfully, and filled the intervals of waiting with such delightful stories and anecdotes, explanations of the decorations, funny facts or conjectures concerning the hotel and guests, that before he knew it, Billy had, he told his mother afterward, referring to his stomach, “loaded her up to the guards, ’nough to make you ’shamed of me, mother.”.
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"Well, what is it, then? Who sent you? Come now, out with it quick, or I'll take a tarred rope-end to you."I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
"Ol' Scroggie left it all to him," said Billy.
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“There’s a little secret about work; with grown-ups it is often their play; and they like it.” “A cat tablecloth!” the little girl laughed. “Poor little chaps! They’ve been talking circus for a month.” “‘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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