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“How splendid! You must go, Billy. Do all the boys mind you?” “This milk happens to be cream. I’ve been wondering what kind of a dessert will take all this.” “He smiles sich a toothy grin,” commented Moses..
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Edith worked very hard. She called her operetta “The Triumph of Flora.” The words were her own, written hurriedly and set to familiar though classic airs. Yet many of the daintiest, most tripping melodies she wrote herself. The sorrows of humanity had winged her brain and dipped her pen in harmonies, that she might assuage them. CHAPTER X.—THE CIRCUS. Billy laughed. “Mixed again, mamma. This is Vilette,” he drew one bashful little girl nearer the stranger, “and this is Evelyn, Echo, we call her.” Several hands waved wildly and a chorus of voices eagerly broke in; through the childish babel could be heard a lisping narrative..
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