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“Fer the love o’ Mike, kid, how did you git here?” said Moses, rousing the small sleeper. “Gosh, but yer face needs warshin’.” The work went on, each length at the first possible opportunity resuming its state of strict neutrality and refusing to be drawn into negotiations. “Leave the boy be, Lize,” directed Ebenezer Wopp, whom the pride-inspiring events of the evening had rendered more self-assertive than usual. “He aint crowin’ none, an’ what he done brung credit to the hullo’ us.”.
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“Don’t Job look jist like Mariar Mifsud goin’ to meetin’,” gurgled Betty. “No ‘chase’ to-day, girls. I’ve got business in town.” “What does that mean?” queried Moses. “Come, Betty Girl,” said Moses, “Mar wants you to go to bed.”.
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