“Moses, you git to the barn an’ hunt the aigs, an’ min’ you look in the haystack; that ole yaller hen has been wantin’ ter set in the nigh corner of it.”,
“Do you need it right away?” Billy stood his wheel against the steps and flung his books on the porch table.,
“Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?”.
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