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“I love, thou lovest, he loves,” said Clarence, scornfully, in answer to this preposterous question.,“Lots o’ them, St. Elmo. I seen some the other evenin’ in the moonlight. Some was dressed in green an’ silver, some in white an’ silver. They danced in an’ out among the sunflowers.”,“But some people like their work, don’t they?” May Nell persisted. She was exploring strange country.,“This,” said Betty, showing the picture of a robin, “is a wormivorious bird.” Henry, the rooster, from his vantage point on a beam crowed lustily, but Betty ignored his remark.,“Aint it amazin’ how hungry one gits,” hoarsely remarked Mr. Wopp who had not spoken for some time owing to close application to the task in hand. “Lize, I want a piece of that punkin pie of yourn.” Here he caressed the bulging buttons on his waistcoat. “My mouth’s waterin’ fer it an’ I b’lieve I hev room.”,‘—a lodge of ample size,’,“Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty.,From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,“Put a crown of pickled olerves on me,” demanded Moses, “me ’n Jethro beat.” He stood before his sister mopping his face. The express waggon with a wheel off was overturned and a frightened. “Cheep, cheep, cheep” came from beneath it.,“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,“Well, the lack of Buzz shall not damage your show; I’ll go,” Mrs. Lancaster yielded.,“Awfully hard, Billy. Some of them had ‘grief swimming in their eyes.’”.