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“Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled. “O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice. CHAPTER V.—A DANCE IN THE CEDAR HILLS..
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“Come on Betty, you haven’t had a dance this evening. It isn’t fair for the grownups to have all the fun,” invited Howard Eliot. “But I don’t like them to do that, Billy. They ought to stay dead till the play is done. When I see them smiling I feel as if—just as I would if you made fun of me when I cried for my mama,—it takes all the true out of the play.” “But I don’t like them to do that, Billy. They ought to stay dead till the play is done. When I see them smiling I feel as if—just as I would if you made fun of me when I cried for my mama,—it takes all the true out of the play.” “Can’t I see the faywies some time, Betty?” asked St. Elmo..
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