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“Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group. The pianist took a long look at Nell who had been visibly affected by his playing. Misgivings that date back to Eden were leaping into life in his breast. He had been in love more times than he could count, but here was the girl after all. He began a Scherzo of his own composition. Youth gathering flowers at the open mouth of a volcano. The melody was born to live forever. He was a genius. Now Nell knew it and her soul worshipped genius. Howard Eliot was far from her thoughts as she listened to the enchanting chain of melodies that poured forth. “She’d like fust-rate to come, but Glory be! She’d want ter fetch her pet turkey and Jethro.”.
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At this moment the dining-room door opened and the daughter of the house entered the room. “I dassent do it, Betty,” replied Moses. “Anyhow this ole pair of scissors ’d do the job better.” 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. “Sunday School, too? How long you’ll be away!”.
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