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“The storm’ll be worse yet, Mr. Howard, so you jist stay here till the cock crows fer risin’, an’ I’ll cook you a breakfast better’n a pore lonely bachelor kin cook fer hisself.” “Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty. A whoop startled her and she turned to see a handsome boy racing up on a brown pony, also carrying a basket..
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Mrs. Wopp’s face assumed a forgiving air as she accepted this defence. Then began that portion of the story that leads up to the tragic culmination. “Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed. “Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.” “Here, here! You mustn’t do that,” Billy gently coaxed, rising and taking her hand. “You’ll make me draw salt water, too. And it don’t help, you know. I’ll tell you what—you can work some, gather the flowers. I’ll show you how. Mother puts ’em fresh in all the rooms for Sunday.” He bustled her up the terrace steps, brought scissors and basket, and, starting her on her pleasant task, began to mow the lawn..
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