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“There’s nary a piece left, that greedy boy et it orl up.” The hours passed in an uproar of fun. The table was dismantled, toys, tools, and dishes put away, and the feast had sped into the past. Yet they had already stopped, turned, and driven quickly to the house, hurried by the frenzy in the boy’s tones..

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Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy. “That’s you, papa,” Clarence piped, as an anxious post warning. Supper passed. Edith went to church, Billy to keep an appointment with his teacher; and the spring twilight settled down over the room. Mrs. Bennett knew this would be a trying hour, and hastened her work, inventing some light task for May Nell; hastened also the errand to her own room. Yet though she was gone but a moment, on returning a sob greeted her from the cuddled heap on the couch. Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause..