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“Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned. “Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.” “Mannel Rodd, did you ever ketch a fish?”.
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How sweet and dear they all were! How peaceful it looked in there,—too peaceful, clean, for a dirty, fighting brute like himself. What could he do? He shivered in the cold, and the pain in his eyes increased. Would he fall? Would they find him, have Doctor Carter, learn the disgraceful truth? If the world had looked dark that afternoon, it was now Egyptian blackness. But another and unexpected crash followed, and a shower of burning oil shot up and caught May Nell’s flimsy paper frock. “And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.” “Can you forgive me, Nell? This guiding star of Moses is our guiding star, too.” After a moment Howard continued, “I wish we could transplant this morning-glory into our garden, don’t you?”.
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