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“Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence.,“Here, Mose, hoi’ this here jint while I fit the next one inter it.” A tongue-twisting silence ensued.,“Alfred the Grate was a good king. He had a lot of trubel in his rane. The Danes had come to Ingland and peeple did not no how to read and rite. He bilt some skools and men called munks showed the peeple how to read and rite the Danes were very crool they killed a lot of men and Alfred the Grate had to run away and hide in a slew. One day a woman where he horded asked him to turn some pancakes and King Alfred the Grate forgot to turn the pancakes and they were burnt and the woman boxed his ears and would not bord him no more. Alfred the Grate beet the Danes.”,“Surveyors? What’s your scheme?” Jimmy was quickly interested.,“There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.”,“Wartch yer team Moses,” commanded Mrs. Wopp from the back seat of the democrat.,Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously.,“Yes, long ago. And, mamma, you needn’t ask me that every morning; I’m going to remember. Truly!” he added, as he came toward her, rosy and shining, and saw her doubtful smile. “The vegetables are most weeded, too.”,Full of her thought she slipped from the couch, and went to the kitchen. “Mrs. Bennett, haven’t you some work a little girl could do?”,“Soapsuds is Moses’ strong weakness,” commented Mrs. Wopp, laughing till her fat shoulders quaked perilously.,“All right. I’m off!”,“I hate to have you stay without Jean,” Billy objected..