“You young Hottentots, wot youse been up to?” All too soon Moses’ prophecy proved true.,
“I’m sorry to make you late with your mowing, Billy, but I must have you go out to Mrs. Prettyman’s for some cream she promised me.”,
“Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!”.
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