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St. Elmo looked at the specimens in his hand. “These pansies is most deaded. I fink I’ll fwow them away,” he declared.,“Oh Miss Gordon,” cried Betty, her dark brown eyes sparkling with delight, “the flowers can talk to each other across them telfone wires, can’t they?”,In his overcoat Mr. Zalhambra seemed to fill the doorway as Mrs. Newman greeted him. A moment’s private talk and the hostess understood the situation. From the drawing-room a ripple of childish laughter reached their ears.,“Some of the real stuff,” he requested, “just to make these folks realize they haven’t begun to live yet.”,Directly the invalid’s querulous demand for the rancher was made, Moses started off to fetch him.,“Wharfmaster, ahoy!” Billy hailed, as they came near the water’s edge. “Is all ship-shape?”,Uplifted by limburger, Mr. Wopp grew emboldened, “Jist a mouthful of somethink don’t hurt nobody, an’ I’ll be asleep afore you kin say Jack Robinson, an’ ef I talk as loud as you snore, we’re even I reckon.”,The kettle which had been boiling itself hoarse for the last hour, was now called into requisition.,“Surely; but—”,“I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.”,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,From the kitchen came an unmistakeable odor of cheese. Ebenezer Wopp was having a slight snack before retiring. With the back of his nervous hand he was wiping from the corners of his mouth the telltale crumbs..