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Mrs. Bennett came in and tried to learn the trouble; but it was some time before May Nell could be induced to tell. “I b’lieve I’ll go an’ git the warterin’ can,” announced Betty. “These pansies is orful dry, an’ even ef the sun is shinin’ on them, some warter round the roots wont hurt. You stay here, St. Elmo, an’ I’ll be back in a minute.” “Mebbe them new seed catalogue folks cheated us, Mar,” he suggested..
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“But I don’t like them to do that, Billy. They ought to stay dead till the play is done. When I see them smiling I feel as if—just as I would if you made fun of me when I cried for my mama,—it takes all the true out of the play.” Mrs. Newman smiled knowingly; she was familiar with his type, here to-day and gone to-morrow, with falling in love a convenient habit to give zest to the round of vaudeville performances. Mr. Zalhambra caught her smile of incredulity and murmured, “This time it is really fatal.” “Hello, Billy! You washin’ floors?” There was a sneer in Jimmy’s voice. “‘One burnished sheet of living gold,.
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