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“Mar said she’d like to see the sights too onct again,” said Moses, watching with the air of an investigator the wart on his hand grow pale as he punched it with his finger, “It seemed so lonesome-like soon as Betty an’ Miss Gordon left, Mar says, says she, ‘Let’s go plum to Calgary ourselves’.” This diplomatic stroke crowned Moses’ arguments and his case was won.,“But she’s a girl.”,“But s’pose you change yer name, Miss Gordon,” whispered Betty slyly. “Then nobody’d know ’twas you.”,“Mannel promptly hung his head and made no reply, being much too shy to attempt an answer in English, whatever his thoughts in Russian might have been.,“It’s plain lazy. He won’t even wash himself.”,“Aint that wonderful Miss Gordon? An’ Betty never had a lesson in her life. She jist naterly takes to music,” said Mrs. Wopp complacently.,“Had a fall, Billy?” Every one knew the boy.,She clapped him into her own warm bed, and incredibly soon things were sizzling over the alcohol lamp.,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“My conscience! You can’t eat all—” May Nell stopped, conscious of an unkindness. But the boy only laughed; he was used to comments on his appetite.,“Naw Nosey,” he retorted, “there ain’t no bun to break in two, the dorg is outside the bun already.”,“You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious..