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“Well, old Tom’ll have to be cleverer than I ever saw him to pay for that.” “All this turnin’ is good for the liver too you know,” she continued, as her son’s vinegary expression remained unaltered. “Then where are they?” demanded Mrs. Wopp. “You are as bad as Anias and Sapphire who was carried out feet foremost. Go when I tell you. An’ you Betty, go upstairs an’ mend that orful, yawnin’ gap in yer stockin’. Now we hev got rid of the younguns Howard, will you read out what you was larfin’ at?”.
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At this mendacious statement Mrs. Wopp turned on her offspring a withering glance. As Moses clattered down stairs, Mrs. Wopp continued, “There is shore a thunderstorm comin’ up to-night. ’Pears to me I heerd like a roll of drums.” “Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.” “I think the linin’ of Miss Gordon’s cloud needs polishin’ these days,” ventured Betty, shyly..
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