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In the meantime Mr. Wopp sitting precariously on the edge of the sofa was examining for at least the two-hundredth time the red plush album which contained the records of the Wopp family, past and present, in picture form. He looked long and earnestly at a tin-type representing a plump, velvet-coated, mop-haired boy of twelve. He sighed deeply. “No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.” “Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze..
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