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The man faced her abruptly. “The devil he knows!” “Just in time, I reckon,” the Sheriff said[219] facetiously; “pull up that chest and come along to our party.” “Miss Gordon done it, I know,” whispered Betty, clasping and unclasping her hands, “she’s not a school-teacher at orl, she’s jist a fairy growed up, an’ Mar’s a fairy godmother!”.
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He winced with pain, reeled, and would have fallen but for the other’s sustaining hand. “Avaunt, hesitating noddy! The angel child is quite safe!” Bess waved an arm, partly bare and brown in spots. “Sunday School comes first.” “They’re a regular Damon and Pythias, aren’t they? And we’ll have Flash for the Polar Bear, in the circus, and Tom for the Royal Bengal Tiger, the baby tiger, you know.”.
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