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Nero, nonchalantly fiddling a trifling accompaniment to the burning of Rome, had nothing on Moses, as that blithe-hearted boy whistled a joyous, albeit unmelodious, lilt to the devastation of Betty’s picture show box. “It’s my doin’s, Mar,” said Betty, “I made it orl up outer my head.” “‘Place there the boy,’ the tyrant said.
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“Great Scott, boy! We’ll have to hurry. We must get up there before the fire gets down. Do you know the shortest way?” “Take May Nell into the garden with you, Billy,” Mrs. Bennett said; “I shall be busy with the Saturday work, and she will be happier in the sunshine. And don’t speak of the earthquake,” she warned him aside; “she must forget that as fast as possible.” “I don’t give two whoops ef he does,” Betty was bubbling with suppressed mirth. “That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism..
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