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Mrs. Wopp was much too energetically engaged to enter into fuller argument. She busied herself preparing the tubs for rinsing, singing in a high tremolo, “Shall we gather at the river?” “That’s good news. Run ahead, boy, and show us the way. Fly, fly!” “I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.” This interlude gave Mrs. Wopp an opportunity to recover her equilibrium which had been disturbed by her vivid conception and realistic description of the storm, all of which had necessitated startling gestures and a swaying, rocking movement of the body, illustrative of a ship in distress..