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“She may come with me, mother,” Edith said, pausing in the lesson with finger uplifted on the beat; “Billy mustn’t go into that bleak tank house.” Flora came into view, clad in palest pink, and wreathed with almond blossoms. Wherever she stepped the ground was white with almond snow. Gnomes and elves peeped from behind gray rocks and tree-trunks, but fled as she came near, following the ever-beckoning fairies. “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..
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“Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed. “She’s the swellest looking one in the whole school,” he whispered to his smiling mother. “She’s at Vine Hill—miles away; we’ll beat her if we hurry.” His words were a bit breathless. As Mrs. Wopp was preparing for bed that night, she recalled the sensation the sight of her reckless offspring had given her..
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