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“Why, they know what you say—mind!” May Nell exclaimed, admiringly. As Moses clattered down stairs, Mrs. Wopp continued, “There is shore a thunderstorm comin’ up to-night. ’Pears to me I heerd like a roll of drums.” “You must ’scuse me not goin’ to meet you, Miss Gordon,” apologized Mr. Wopp, as he held suspended a knife full of mashed potato, destined for his mouth. “But I hev a sick cow I couldn’t git away from, so I ast Howard here to drive in fer you.”.
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“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly. ‘—a lodge of ample size,’ He kept his hands from hers, and begged her not to touch the handkerchief he had bound around his head; but before his story was finished, a growing stain on the pillow had oozed into sight. “And what’s the ‘chinning’ to be about?” she questioned, sitting on the bedside; “the fortune?”.
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