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“You can search me.” Billy was about to remark further, when a commotion arose among the school children just passing on their way home. The strains of “Red Wing” having died away, Mrs. Wopp busied herself setting up the crokinole board. “Me and Par won’t play, jist the young folks,” she announced. CHAPTER IX.—THE VAUDEVILLE SHOW..
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