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Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“You know she never does nothin’ to us really, Moses, no matter how she jaws. Come on, you clipped yer pony so lovely an’ evenlike. The horse-clippers is bangin’ on the wall behind you.”,Supper over and dishes hurried out of sight, the floor was once more cleared and the real business of the evening was resumed.,“Moses Habakuk Ezra Wopp an’ Ebenezer Wopp! You’d orter be shamed of yerselves. You shorely must of fell with Lucifer when he come tumblin’ outer the sky. Them swear words make every single hair on my head stan’ on edge.”,“Y-yes, b-but how can I when I have no one to say ‘mama’ to, only a Mrs.”,“Come on Betty, you haven’t had a dance this evening. It isn’t fair for the grownups to have all the fun,” invited Howard Eliot.,“Glory be! It’s pulled apart at the other end!” ejaculated the perspiring assistant.,In the meantime Mr. Wopp sitting precariously on the edge of the sofa was examining for at least the two-hundredth time the red plush album which contained the records of the Wopp family, past and present, in picture form. He looked long and earnestly at a tin-type representing a plump, velvet-coated, mop-haired boy of twelve. He sighed deeply.,“By this time Joner was snorin’ in the bottom of the boat, an’ the man that was bossin’ the ship comes up to Joner an’ woke him an’ arsked him to pray.”,He felt his mother start. “You’re too young for hard work, Billy; you do enough as it is.”,“Jevver see sich a useless boy? Been learnin’ spellin’s orl day, I ’xpect.”.