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“And could he beat the old gentleman?” inquired Nell Gordon, vastly entertained. “Worse! She said soon I’d have to be very brave—that ain’t bad—but I’m goin’ to be—to be a minister—a preacher!” The last word came with a woe-begone vehemence that made his mother laugh. “You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious..
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She clapped her hands. “Oh, I’m glad you like fairies, too. Do you know about Bagdad and Semiramide and Good King Arthur and Ivanhoe, and all the other beautiful things in the world?” she asked, breathlessly.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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Through the Stygian darkness of the loft loomed the figure of Mrs. Wopp, a white apron of huge dimensions indicating her presence. She made as though to descend the ladder.
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“Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed. “There’s no mention of circus-ladies going there anyway,” said Howard, smiling. This reference to her attempts to out-barnum Barnum brought a bright smile to the wan face of Betty. “But I asked for her, mamma.” Billy’s voice lost its exuberance. His mother never had looked so tired, he thought for the second time that day. “I am not going to let you see any more compositions,” exclaimed Nell, “You are just making fun of my poor children.”.
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