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“Please, Mister, my nose was bleedin’ an’ I lorst my way lookin’ fer warter, an’ here I am on Jording’s stormy banks.”,“Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones.,“Let him play to-day, mother,” she pleaded, when the two stepped into the hall; “he can be a boy only once.”,Discarded shoe-laces, rope and trunk-straps came hastily into requisition. The vociferations of Moses were so severe on his vocal chords that he found it necessary to visit the pump.,Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,’”,“What song would you like, Betty?”,“The p’licemen do hev a fine look,” agreed Mrs. Wopp. “Fine feathers causes fine birds. Sometimes when the feathers is taken orff there aint nothin’ much left. That Plymouth Rock hen I plucked yesterday looked good walkin’ round the yard, but, Lan’ Sakes! when I’d plucked her she was nothin’ but skin an’ bones.” The good lady had no desire to underrate that useful body of men, the guardians of the law, but she considered it wise to exercise a constantly restraining influence on the vanities of youth.,“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”,“Why do you think he would have whipped you?”,[89]“Mother, do come and look at the procession,” Edith called cautiously from the trellises, where she was slyly watching.,Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause.,That night when Mrs. Bennett went into the Fo’castle there was an unusual note in Billy’s voice..