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The loose-jointed one at last regained his feet and turning in the direction of the witnesses of his ignominy gave them a resentful glare. Moses was leaning against a fence and laughing till it seemed as though his eyes must remain indefinitely imbedded in their sockets.,At this mendacious statement Mrs. Wopp turned on her offspring a withering glance.,The curtain fell on the first act and the house rocked with the noise. It is probable the audience, predetermined to be pleased, would have approved anything offered; but so far it was more beautiful than had been expected.,“Oh, don’t wait for me,” Billy exclaimed, opening his eyes suddenly; “you won’t catch ’em! The fire’ll get there first! Hurry! Leave me alone, I tell you!”,[89]“Mother, do come and look at the procession,” Edith called cautiously from the trellises, where she was slyly watching.,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,“I can’t. Nailed.”,“So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.”,The kettle which had been boiling itself hoarse for the last hour, was now called into requisition.,“You’d best go an’ take her hoss, Moses,” directed Mr. Wopp. Then raising his voice he called, “Go right on into the house, Mis’ Mifsud. Lize has jist gone in from the garden.”,“Heavens to Betsey! We’ll do it!”,“This is like the cup I had at Mrs. Newman’s, in Calgary,” said Betty, then turning to Nell she asked, “Do you ’member the lovely chiner cups at Mrs. Newman’s, time Mr. Zalhamber was there?”.