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Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously. “I wonder who’ll buy this here quilt,” speculated Mrs. Wopp, as she bent over her task, “there’s shorely a great sight o’ work on it. As fer me, I aint got time to do much fancy work an’ I’d never git round to a job like this fer myself.” “Uh huh.”.
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