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“Yes, I can, right now!” The little girl, full of enthusiasm for her beloved yellow cat, went over and laid her hand impressively on Billy’s arm. “You know the dining-room window screen hung from the top, that has the broken catch on one side?”,“No, no! Don’t, mother! I’ll run away! I’ll—” He groaned and left his sentence unfinished.,“This shore has been a toilin’ day fer me,” sighed Mrs. Wopp, as she opened the oven door and revealed a tempting array of loaves, their brown domes swelling up and over the sides of shining black pans.,“It’s only a chop left from yesterday,” he excused on his return.,Mrs. Wopp’s eyes fell on the stained shawl.,Let us find our sweetest comfort,“But you may have broken bones—be seriously injured.”,“A perfectly gorgeous occasion,” Bess supplemented.,CHAPTER XIX.—BETTY’S ILLNESS.,Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders.,That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp.,“Flash has cake, Sir Thomas cheese,” Edith explained, giving each his coveted bit. They took the morsels from her fingers, ate them delicately, and mewed once. “That’s ‘Thank you,’” Edith interpreted..