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“‘Place there the boy,’ the tyrant said CHAPTER XIV.—BETTY AMONG THE FLOWERS “Hurt?”.
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"Then you want him to meet his fate of life in death!" said Etwald, curtly.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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Moses reappeared with a tray. The tea had been spilled as foretold by his Mother, but sufficient was left for the party. Betty drank from a dainty cup, her little finger straight and rigid as was fitting for the delicate hand-painted china. “Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.” “Larst Tuesday,” she continued, “two p’licemen went ridin’ along the trail jist as we were comin’ home from school, an’ they had the beautifulest horses. Moses can ride any horse, no matter how ornery.” Betty’s eyes shone with pride. “This peacock,” went on Betty, showing the picture of a bird with plumed tail outspread, “is the white peacock of the moon. It lives in the moon, but when fairies want to come to play with li’l girls, they harness the peacock an’ drive down to earth in a silver chariot.”.
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