“Oh Miss Gordon,” cried Betty suddenly roused to fresh interest, “you must see my pet turkey after supper. He has only one eye an’ he walks corner ways an’ his name is Job an’ I jist love him.” Betty’s breath was all used up and she sat back exhausted.,
At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell.,
“Don’t Job look jist like Mariar Mifsud goin’ to meetin’,” gurgled Betty..
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