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clio bookstore Download +128K - V5.4.1 “Yes, I could eat a graven image.”,In a few days the sight of his wife wrapped in a shawl the color of an unripe cucumber had a rejuvenating influence upon Ebenezer Wopp. He did not say much, being a man of few words, but his sentiments were inscribed in cramped illegible writing on a slip of paper to be handed down to posterity.,“But I asked for her, mamma.” Billy’s voice lost its exuberance. His mother never had looked so tired, he thought for the second time that day.,“A cat tablecloth!” the little girl laughed.,“Last November,” piped Evelyn.，“Like the lazy coward he is,” Billy tartly interrupted.，The disgusted artist got up and with a huge hand wiped his handkerchief across his perspiring brow. He was short and very thick set, with prominent forehead, bulging black eyes, coarse nose, thick red lips.，“No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—”Clank! Clank! Clank!

That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp.,“But, Billy, Tom opens it for him! He climbs up, gets his nose in, and the largest part of himself; then he crowds along as hard as he can, and calls to Flash, ‘The way is clear; come’;—you needn’t laugh; he says it just as plain as words,” she protested. “And Flash springs up, creeps through, and jumps to the floor, with Tom after him; and the screen slaps to with a big noise. I’ve seen them do it three times this week. Isn’t that a wonder?”,“Here’s Mis’ Mifsud an’ St. Elmo comin’ in the buckboard,” he announced.,“Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed.,St. Elmo hung back, electing to stay with the hero who had rescued him from the dangers of the wood.,Here his laughter became a series of concussions decidedly menacing to his well-being.,“Now, Clarence, recite William Tell for us.” Mrs. Crump put her hand on her son’s shoulder and turned him away from the bookcase which had been serving as a screen for the boy’s laughing countenance, “You must help Moses enjoy his visit.”,“Well, now, is that so? It sounds to me like a furrin word,” returned Mrs. Wopp, who admired Mrs. Mifsud’s polished utterances, while by no means undervaluing her own rhetorical gifts.,Clarence had crossed the Pons Asinorum; a series of intoxicated circles, with sharp-cornered triangles piercing their fat sides, bore eloquent testimony to his faltering steps.,What really ailed Moses was the prospect of bolstering up the pipes again.,“All right, Doc,” the other replied a bit gruffly; “suppose we catch ’em before we fight about the divvy.”,“Personally, I should be agreeably disposed to requesting Mr. Wopp to officiate,” answered the lady addressed..