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“This is Evelyn Dorr, and Vilette, her sister,” Mrs. Bennett was saying. To-day she was happy. It had fallen to her to general this great feast that Billy’s mates had planned for the celebration of his birthday. All had contributed. Not only the girls had cooked—Jean had baked a big cake, Jackson had made the candy, and Jimmy and George had sneaked up from the “Front,” and set up the long table in the arbor. “Was it as bad as that?” She smiled, and smoothed back the thick, tumbled hair..
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Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy. Behind the two women trotted a chubby baby. “I see Billy boat,” he cried, shrilly, stumbled, fell, scrambled up again, and repeated his refrain. CHAPTER XII.—THE AUTOGRAPH QUILT. The Queen of Sheba in gypsy dress, and her harum-scarum train buzzing with gossip and exclamation, flocked in. Bess looked magnificent in a mass of draperies that included every Oriental thing to be found in several families..
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