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The inexorable portrait on the wall seemed to gaze down on the recalcitrant youth with disapproval. “O, Mar, jist a teeny-weeny brown crust, it carn’t hurt me.” “There’s nary a piece left, that greedy boy et it orl up.”.
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“I am not going to let you see any more compositions,” exclaimed Nell, “You are just making fun of my poor children.” Billy was the sun, dressed in a pale yellow tunic, and crowned with a fillet of sun-bursts cut from gilt paper. He came but a little way on the stage from the south for each of his short solos; and the others pelted him back. Especially did he hide from Rain behind Cloud, a tall girl in a small ocean of gray tulle. He was pleased with her sympathy; but being a boy, he didn’t like to show it. “I’ll tell you,” he said, eagerly, and without further acknowledgment of her kindness, “ask Mr. Brown to give you my books. Perhaps to-night I can see to study.” “Me neither,” George endorsed..
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