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“What’s the harm? She’s on Mr. Potter’s land, and the road’s near.”,“Can’t I see the faywies some time, Betty?” asked St. Elmo.,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,“Howard Eliot may larf, but I think these writin’s is real clever.” Mrs. Wopp grew thoughtful, “Moses’ Aunt Lucindy’s cousin, by marriage, had talents fer literatoor. But the pore girl married an undertaker an’ she writ no more.”,All went well with the preparation; and on a glorious spring night in the full moon, the town and countryside jammed the Opera House “to its eyebrows,” Billy said, looking through the peephole in the curtain to the high window seats crowded with boys.,“I think you’ve broke my neck, kid,” he said, feebly, as quaking Billy helped him to his feet.,“Jiminy whiz! Your royal splendor dazzles me!” Billy chaffed.,Mannel Rodd’s round face was very solemn as in two chubby fists he held out a small box containing a number of short knobby specimens.,Fer our reapin’ bye ’n’ bye.”,“Yes. And the fire worse. Why can’t you have a refugee?”,“Here I stand upon this stage,Nero, nonchalantly fiddling a trifling accompaniment to the burning of Rome, had nothing on Moses, as that blithe-hearted boy whistled a joyous, albeit unmelodious, lilt to the devastation of Betty’s picture show box..