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“It’s only your notion, Billy, that mother’s cream is best; but I’ve been very happy making it for you.” She began at once to serve it.,“Gee! Betty,” laughed the boy, “yer eyes look orful yet, this is the fust good shake my sides hev felt to-day, it’s jist been ’orrible the way Mar was jawred.”,“An’ was the pore little feller lookin’ fer Joner?” said Mrs. Wopp. She spoke pityingly, yet she could not avoid some slight feeling of satisfaction over this evident tribute to her powers of biblical narrative.,A kindly man held her by the hand, yet he was evidently a stranger to her.,“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly.,“One of the brothers, hurt.”,“I b’lieve Moses’ll eat jelly-roll some day till he rolls up hisself. I’m orful hungry, can I hev some fresh bread?”,“Never mind the floors, Billy. You’ve worked hard already; run off and have a good time.”,Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look.,“You bet!” Pretty endorsed, inelegantly.,“Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”.