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“I wouldn’t jist say he cant git up, Mrs. Wopp, fer Mrs. Bower sewed the tear up fer him; but the pants bein’ still on him and Joe bein’ shy-like she felt too narvous to make a good job of it an’ I reckon Joe is afeard those few stitches Mrs. Bower put in may not be very secoor.”,“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?”,“So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.”,Mrs. Wopp rose from her chair and seating herself on the sofa beside her husband took his thin hand in her substantial one, squeezing it openly.,“Here is Isobel. What kept you so late, young lady?” As Mr. Crump spoke he viewed the young girl with justifiable pride.,“She’s the swellest looking one in the whole school,” he whispered to his smiling mother.,The green-eyed monster, always seeking prey, had at last found a victim, and proceeded in true green-eyed fashion to wage ruthless warfare.,Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing.,“She’s at Vine Hill—miles away; we’ll beat her if we hurry.” His words were a bit breathless.,Enjoying the spectacle, Henry the pet rooster stood on the rail-fence crowing lustily in chanticleer derision.,“Mary an’ Martha hev jist gone along to ring them shinin’ bells.”,Here his laughter became a series of concussions decidedly menacing to his well-being..