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“I have to help sister, you know.”,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,School having been closed a week for repairs Miss Gordon had brought Betty to the shining city of her childish dreams.,The door opened and Betty, who had stayed in school to clean the blackboard for “teacher,” appeared. She came in bringing with her the very essence of outdoor freshness and buoyancy.,“Oh, no! It’s too much. We only did what all—”,“Well, Miss Smith, are you alone here?”,“Have more toast Glory,” said Moses suddenly wakened. Unwrapping his leg from the rung of the chair, he reached across the table.,“There’s a little secret about work; with grown-ups it is often their play; and they like it.”,“I am wartchin’, Mar,” replied Moses, “But Josh ’pears to be worryin’ ’bout somethin’. He’s chewin’ his bit an’ breakin’ inter a run-like every minute.”,Involved and intricate variations of “Holy smoke!” made the air sulphureous as a swaying piece of wire caught his shoulder and tore a large gash in his shirt.,Mrs. Wopp leaning towards a lady on her right inquired, “Do you know Mis’ Stephens, why Joe Avery is not dancin’ this evenin’. Ever sence we come into this here barn he has never moved from his seat.”,“Mosey, ef I darn yer socks fer a month would you let me hev’ two bits?”.