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“Jethro barks with his mouth an’ smiles with his tail,” said Betty.,“Sister, she’ll be hunkey for the fairy queen in your Spring Festival, won’t she? She’s a regular progidy, isn’t she?” Billy’s eyes shone.,Mrs. Mifsud had entered the room in time to hear the last remark. Owing to the paucity of minds as keenly intellectual as her own, Mrs. Mifsud always tried to keep her remarks to a suitable level so that all present might comprehend her language. The heights, alas! must be scaled by her alone. While willing to acknowledge the substantial character of Mrs. Wopp, she considered her sadly deficient in grammar and social graces. She now interposed.,Mr. Crump indulged in an unusual hobby, the collection of old musical instruments, and a motley group it was that Moses eyed with growing wonder.,“She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.”,“I hope my breakfast won’t be quite so—”,“O, that chestnut!” scornfully ejaculated Isobel.,“O Billy, he’s so beautiful and so clever; and he put his nose up to Flash so gratefully. Flash just mewed again, low as before, and walked off round the house. And Tom went and ate his breakfast.”,“How in the name of orl the aporstles did that hen git in there?” questioned Mrs. Wopp.,“You needn’t fight any more,” Vilette said, loftily; “we shall marry her ourselves.”,“You look like some kind-faced happygo-lucky cow, chewin’ her cud,” teased Mrs. Wopp, standing at the parlor door and noting the reminiscent moving of her son’s jaws.,“Why, they know what you say—mind!” May Nell exclaimed, admiringly..