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“Yes, we shall marry her ourselves,” Evelyn echoed; while both girls made childish efforts to rehabilitate the depressed cousins. “A girl under foot all the time,” Shifty complained. He had no sister. “Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music..
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“Oh, no; she must be Jean.” “No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—” All this time Mr. Wopp had carried and brushed and shaken stove-pipe lengths until his face and bald head resembled a latticework trellis. Only one length remained to be operated on before proceeding to the upper storey, where the stove-pipe continued its tortuous way to the chimney, warming sundry rooms on its beneficent course. He watched the three drive away, the brother holding the reins in his left hand; the other he did not attempt to lift; and Billy’s heart thumped faster as fear grew to a certainty. He brushed himself weakly, turning his back as a surrey-load of people passed..
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