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“Oh, please, Mrs. Lancaster,” Billy coaxed. “The circus won’t be any circus at all without Buzz. We’re to have him for a side show after the performance. We’ve advertised him,” Billy pleaded well.,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.,The description is graphic, certainly.,"I thought maybe you meant 'em fer a couple of trees, Bill.",And so the story went on. All the wholesome things of the country that children like had come from one and another. And each had been as happy in giving as Billy could possibly be in receiving.,"I know something of most things," assented the doctor. "But I confess I take but little interest in African barbarities.","I will show you," he said.,"Are you certain that all these people will speak out?" asked the major of Arkel when the list was submitted to him.,Wilson picked up his pails and carried them to the fence. Seeing Billy emerge from the house he placed them on the top step of the stile and waited.,So long who could patiently slumber.,“Rocky?” he interrupted. “You bet not. It’ll be just bully, that’s what!”,The little suspicion of blarney trips softly and naturally from Mona's tongue. She doesn't smile as she speaks, but looks with eyes full of flattering conviction at the stout but comely duchess. And in truth it may be that in Mona's eyes she is sweet to look at, in that she has been kind and tender towards her in her manner..