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All heads bowed as the compliant master of the house, with thin nervous hands outspread and in a voice quavering with piety, responded to this request. Moses of the freckled face and pale blue eyes, kept one eye open as grace was being said, in order to scan the bounteous display on the table. Furtively he chose the largest bun on the plate that was placed close to Betty, his little foster-sister. To annex the most corpulent pickle would require some slight manœuvring, but he felt sure it could be managed.,“By heck!” ejaculated Mr. Wopp who sat in the front seat beside his wife and Betty. Then he glanced hastily around to see if anyone had noticed his irreverent outburst. But no one had. They were all too intent on other matters.,Clarence, however, when questioned, declared, “I haven’t seen the little shaver since dinner.”,“You look orful, jist like you was growin’ a pair of speckled toothbrushes. What ’ll Mar say? You carn’t go to school like that.”,Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,’”,“This froth looks like soapsuds,” he complained.,“I must be very careful, then, not to change it,” responded Nell, as she took the seat assigned to her.,“Why, Billy? I don’t believe in whipping unless all else fails.”,“Ef you could only see how you look, Betty. You must hev some eyebrows somehow.”,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,“Won’t you dive Elmo some wed ones, too?” he pleaded.,But after a time Jethro grew very tired of playing with a dilapidated shoe, a shiny bone, a grimy dish-mop and other erstwhile interesting things, and he thought it would be delightful to make friends with Nancy and play with her. But Nancy was still unapproachable. When Jethro capered up to her she arched her back and spat at him. Not being a thin-skinned puppy, he refused to consider this rebuff as final..