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“‘You bet’ isn’t nice,” the child chid gently, and waited a moment before continuing. “My papa won’t let my mama work. He went to South America to get rich. When he comes back, he wrote in a letter to me, I shall be as rich as a princess.”,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,‘The antlered monarch of the waste,“How do you know?”,“I’m ever so hungry, Mumsie.” As she spoke, Isobel glanced at Moses who was sitting dumbfounded before the dainty girl he was meeting for the first time. His face was scarlet; his ears were by nature stiffly folded forward and the light shining through them from an electric globe on the wall made them now glow like red shells.,For a horror-stricken moment no one spoke. Even the dumb creatures were still; and Buzz, thinking it all for his benefit, watched open-mouthed for the next act in the play.,“Well, old Tom’ll have to be cleverer than I ever saw him to pay for that.”,“But Roderick Dhu died from fighting Fitz-James; I hate to give Jimmy a dying part.”,CHAPTER XII THE CIRCUS,“Pull it tighter.”,“What things?”,“Sit near the front so you can give me inspiration, Miss Gordon,” the musician said in an undertone as he stood hat in hand ready to hurry off for the first show..