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“To the park!” Billy shouted, his heart thumping with joy. Ebenezer Wopp was the last silent word in patient masculinity, but his face, becoming darker with his work, would lead an onlooker to believe that sinister thoughts were struggling to find expression. “Betty dimples in an’ out, like Mar’s dough,” he remarked, joyously, “she’s shore gittin’ better.” When the program was over Moses noticed enviously that Betty was so close to the orchestra that her ear was almost in the trombone..