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“Why, ma, the children are quite respectable; I know all their mothers.” Buzz’s mamma looked a little mischievous. Now he flew off down the county road at a speed that made passers turn; but he saw no one. He neither slackened nor looked back till he found himself at the river where the little island rose, flower-crowned. The poppies were fewer; and where a month before the flame-flower had triumphed, to-day wild roses perfumed the air. Billy beamed upon her. He adored her, as did every child in town..
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