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“Uh huh.”,“Did Clarence show you the sights of the city this morning?” asked Mr. Crump, trying to repress a smile.,“Where you’ll be safe till I let your father know I’ve got you.”,“Smile, Moses, dern yer empty corn-cob face! Smile!” shouted one.,“Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence.,“Rocky?” he interrupted. “You bet not. It’ll be just bully, that’s what!”,“You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious.,“Let’s all go to the parlor, Mar, and hev some music. It isn’t every evenin’ we hev company,” said Mr. Wopp.,“Yes, Mr. Brown,” he answered, keeping his face from sight.,“What has happened to you, Billy?” his mother questioned sharply as she turned at his voice and saw his damaged head. “You’re hurt, Billy!”,Billy thought he detected a touch of resigned disappointment in her words, and looked up with a sudden wonder widening his eyes, making them shine even in the dim light of the shaded lamp. “Do you want me to preach, mamma?”,Moses’ opinion, repressed, however, in his bursting bosom, was of a like complexion, only much more vivid. He was hesitating between the liquid verge of tears and the lambent verge of profane utterance..