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Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders. He held out his hand, but the little girl put hers behind her. “I’ll come by myself,” she said with dignity. Whatever happened that dreadful man should not touch her. “Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous..
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In his anticipation of the Sunday afternoon treat in store for him, Moses dreamed all that night of little dark-skinned men running round after him with bowls of rice and jabbing him with chop-sticks. His fork having safely landed its cargo, Mr. Wopp laid it carefully down and remarking, “I must make a note of that,” he began to inscribe Nell’s diplomatic request. As he leaned over the paper, his head shone like a round china lamp-shade, its shining expanse relieved here and there, by long wisps of grey hair. “Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.” The bun in question must have had great dynamic force, the tail of Jethro bearing evidence to the internal power generated..
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