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"What is your name, boy?" asked the teacher.,"And what do dogs and children think of you?" he asked, abruptly.,"Go, Paul!" she says, with vehement entreaty, the word passing her lips involuntarily.,"Why, Molly, you know me better than that!" she exclaimed from behind a perfect rose cloud of blushes.,“But the girls and small fry can’t come in on that. Besides, that little city kid’ll be lonesome if I leave her.”,“Aint it amazin’ how hungry one gits,” hoarsely remarked Mr. Wopp who had not spoken for some time owing to close application to the task in hand. “Lize, I want a piece of that punkin pie of yourn.” Here he caressed the bulging buttons on his waistcoat. “My mouth’s waterin’ fer it an’ I b’lieve I hev room.”,"British?",“Why, some were half-rotten or all rotten, and a good many were bruised”—,"But what was the subject of it?","So glad you have come," says Lady Rodney, in a tone that belies her words, and in a sweet silvery voice that chills the heart of her listener. "We hardly thought we should see you so soon, the trains here are so unpunctual. I hope the carriage was in time?","She had your room all fixed with the best covers, but Elinor persuaded her to reconsider it," smiled Patricia. "You're going to be as much at home as any of us, Frad dear, and I'm glad the time will soon be here for your school to shut up and let you come H-O-M-E, home.","You speak like a gentleman to me in this matter, which you do not often do when I refer to it, nor your father neither——".