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“Doubtless it is incorporated in the language of some foreign people,” conceded Mrs. Mifsud, languidly. “But if your steamer works you don’t want its secrets peddled round; and girls always blab.” He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.”.
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But May Nell was not to be comforted, till that evening when she composed a wonderful ode to “The Wreck of the Fair Ellen.” “Not many of us would, Mrs. Wopp,” remarked Mrs. Bliggins, a small fair woman with a round placid countenance. “What with cookin’, an’ washin’, an’ cleanin’, an’ buttermakin’, an’ hundreds of other things, there’s not much time for fancy work.” “Never mind yer notes, Ebenezer, jist you sarve the pork.” “Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell..
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