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“Oh, chuck the business,” Jean said impatiently. “Can’t it wait till noon? I must go home then.” Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders. Balancing her voice on a very high note she popped her head through the dining-room door to speak to her husband. He was seated at the table reading “The Family Herald.” His straggling grey locks were disordered with his mental effort and formed a frieze of irregular design on his shining forehead. Mrs. Wopp’s voice, in a moment, was safe on terra firma..
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“It’s up to you now, my girl,” he panted under his breath. “The board will bend—you mustn’t be frightened. Fix your eyes on the tree—come fast.” Moses suspended operations on the woodpile and leaned against it. “Huh,” he grunted with masculine superiority, “all girls think of is looks. Some of them sorft lookin’ teachers is the wust when it comes to lickin’ the kids. You can’t jedge a hoss by his hide.” St. Elmo hung back, electing to stay with the hero who had rescued him from the dangers of the wood. “Murder! Murder!” he shouted with all his strength; and his boy’s voice reached far up and down the lonely distances..
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