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CHAPTER VIII.—BETTY VISITS THE CITY OF HER DREAMS.,but I can,“All right. I’m off!”,“Let us keep the wheat an’ roses,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,“Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled.,“I think the linin’ of Miss Gordon’s cloud needs polishin’ these days,” ventured Betty, shyly.,“His tail’s druv in too far fer to waggle much though,” returned Moses eyeing the diminutive stump.,At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell.,“Ebenezer, you might bring in my slumber robe, bein’s I’m so busy an’ Mose an’ Betty’s gone to bed.”,CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR.,But at last they got under way and proceeded as quietly as possible down the back street to the home of Mrs. Lancaster, where Buzz, as the “Prize Baby of Vine County,” awaited them in his car, which was very handsome,—one would never have dreamed it was only a large wash-tub strapped to a coaster; flowers and cloth do make such wonderful changes if handled with art!.