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Johnny’s face was swollen with crying, and the tears had made streaks down his dirty cheeks. “Nils was so happy over the cakes. He took them home to that sick boy of his.” “Listen. Big Boss thinks the Mexicans will start trouble. Does not know what man is responsible—what man is saying big words and starting trouble. You can help if you find out and tell me who the man is.”.
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"How can that be done?" asked the Princess. To this point in his meditations had Johnny Blossom come just as he reached the telephone pole whence he could see the big entrance gates to Kingthorpe Park; and there was the handsome new carriage rolling out through the gates that very moment! Carlstrom sat on the box. My! How stylish he looked today! His moustache ends stood out in the air more stiffly than usual, and he never once glanced at Johnny Blossom standing below in the dusty road. Back in the carriage sat Miss Melling, Uncle Isaac’s housekeeper, with a white feather in her hat waving up and down. At her side lay a queer package of many yellow sticks tied together. What in the world could that be? They passed lightly on, for their steps ran in whispering echoes through the gallery, and often did Julia cast a fearful glance around. “What’s that?” cried Ted Hoyt, stopping in his stride..
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