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CHAPTER XI GOOD-NIGHT IN THE FO’CASTLE Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously. All heads bowed as the compliant master of the house, with thin nervous hands outspread and in a voice quavering with piety, responded to this request. Moses of the freckled face and pale blue eyes, kept one eye open as grace was being said, in order to scan the bounteous display on the table. Furtively he chose the largest bun on the plate that was placed close to Betty, his little foster-sister. To annex the most corpulent pickle would require some slight manœuvring, but he felt sure it could be managed..
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“O, Mosey, these leaves is lovely, an’ jist look here roun’ the edge, looks like the fairies has left footprints!” “Do you know how ice cream is made, May Nell?” Jimmy asked to break the oppression. “La now! An’ why do you say that, my dear?” inquired Mrs. Wopp. “Set up straight, Moses, yer back looks like you was packin’ a sack of pertaters.” “Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!”.
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