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“Come, Betty Girl,” said Moses, “Mar wants you to go to bed.” “Oh Mar,” asked Moses as they passed a brilliantly colored and illuminated poster, “Is them the actor people?” As that energetic lady bustled about the kitchen the same evening setting the bread, her voice rose in a series of trills and other embellishments as she sang “Where is my wanderin’ boy to-night?”.
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“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!” “Who is Mr. Zalhamber?” asked Howard, as though he had forgotten his existence. The resourceful Betty was not to be undone by this embarrassing accident. She used the silk shawl to groom the ostrich and to mop the disfiguring stains from Moses’ face. The helmet was discarded and the aigret of red hair rose instantly undaunted, waving a lively accompaniment to the boy’s continued exertions to follow the pace set by Betty’s imagination. For a horror-stricken moment no one spoke. Even the dumb creatures were still; and Buzz, thinking it all for his benefit, watched open-mouthed for the next act in the play..
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