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“Wait, Billy! You are hurt, badly. Let me see.” She put out a detaining hand. Whose feet never tire, It was Saturday afternoon on a busy street in the city. Moses Wopp and Clarence Crump, at whose home the former was spending the week end, were on their way to the skating-rink. If they had wanted to skate there, the streets would have accommodated them with a sufficiently smooth surface, as an early frost had rimed the pavement..
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“Git in there, an’ no nonsense,” ordered Moses, who was chafing at the delay. Not all at once but slowly, with mother’s tact, Mrs. Bennett won the little heart to partial peace; and when the gate clicked, and Billy’s voice was heard, she was almost gay. “I must be laughing when they come in,” she whispered, “so they won’t see the tears in my eyes and think I am unthankful.” “No, no! They’ll kill us!” “Why do you think that’s so dreadful?”.
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