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“This is Evelyn Dorr, and Vilette, her sister,” Mrs. Bennett was saying. Al Newman took him by the arm, “We’ll have to leave for the show in eight minutes old boy, just a little funeral of your own now.” “Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence..
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Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm. “Yeh, Mar.” “I’m the Royal Egyptian Fortune Teller!” Bess announced, in a deep voice. “This is my desert tent. I shall reveal the past, present, and future to those only whom my favor shall designate. Slaves, the lamps!” “He’s jist the plainest gorl-darndest dorg in the worl’, but me an’ Betty thinks heaps of him, an’ Job’s lorst one eye but he’s a dandy live feather duster orl right.” Gestures and grins illuminated this earnest speech..
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