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“Shade of Beelzebub! Where did you spring from?” shouted the astonished man. “Gosh! Wisht Betty was here right this minute. Mebbe I’m dyin’. Hope nobody starts twangin’ a harp. My nose is worser’n ever!” “Peter Stolway, may I arsk you to tell out loud what you was whisperin’?”.
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“It might have been to-day’s roast,” Edith protested, as she took the snarling Geewhillikins from his feast. “You see why Billy’s cats don’t come in the house, May Nell.” So imminent had catastrophe been, that no one thought of the poor small steamer burning unchecked to the water’s edge while the procession climbed the hill; no one knew till days afterward that busy Buzz had entered the open shop and mixed Billy’s cans so that it was gasoline instead of kerosene that he fed that fated craft. But gratitude for Jimmy’s bravery and May Nell’s safety supplanted even in the youngest heart all regret for the boat. “Yes, I seen them an’ smelt them, too; they shore ’d delight the heart of an Eskermo, Betty.” CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG.
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