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“This stove is not drawin’ any too good, an’ what with these pipes an’ the parlor pipes not actin’ christian-like my eyes run warter orl day long. Ebenezer Wopp, I sees a job ahead fer you. My patience is wore out an’ this very day you’ll git at the pipes and git the soot cleaned out.”,"No, but Dr. Etwald was.","What's tailin's?",Yet almost before the prayer was breathed the child with incredible swiftness scudded across the bending board and stood safe by his side!,"Well, anyway, I'm fearfully hungry," she said airily. "I can't stand any more palaver. Come along to the cave and let us feed while there is time.","We'll be along in a little while," replied Patricia easily. "Save a seat for us if you can.","How did it happen?" she asks, presently.,“Let’s go to the park and play football,” Jimmy responded quickly.,"I would, of course, with pleasure," stammers the unfortunate Nolly,—"only perhaps Violet heard it before!",Several ladies of the district were already busy “scttin’ up” the quilt when Mrs. Wopp and her satellites entered the Mifsud parlor.,"She's rather too collap-y for my taste," volunteered Patricia, gathering up the remains of their repast. "I like the looks of lots of the others far better than hers. Let's ask Miss Margaret Howes about her. No doubt she can tell us what is her secret trouble.","Where to?".