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Though these and similar remarks seemed rather personal no resentment was felt by anybody. “Moses, here with that pie,” called the gratified Mrs. Wopp, “Yer par wants some.” “Are your going to church?” she asked, disappointment drawing her lips to a tremulous curve..
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Relieved, yet with his nerves quivering Billy plunged into the deep woods of the higher altitudes. The air was unusually hot and stifling, and his eyes watered. “Fire in the woods somewhere,” he murmured, recognizing the odor of smoke. “Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.” “Yes, you shall be our dear little girl.” Mrs. Bennett took the forlorn child in her motherly arms and kissed her. “You’re tired and hungry, too, aren’t you?” “And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”.
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