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“It’s been the best ever,” Jean said, happily. When the house was reached, Eliza Wopp was standing, an effective barricade, at the door, waving her large hands in a gesture indicative of dismay. Moses stoically told his tale of assault. Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster. “Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.”.