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"No," she replied, "there's no such thing as a ghost, Billy.","I don't suppose any one will take the slightest notice of him," says Violet: "that is one comfort.",“Moses!” called husband and wife, simultaneously. Mrs. Wopp’s voice spanned an interval of about a dozen semi-tones, and as it always grew in volume in direct ratio to the emergency of the duty to be imposed, the last syllable of her son’s name fell on that wretched boy’s ear like a clap of thunder. Mr. Wopp’s accents remained on nearly all occasions at the same even degree of meekness. Nature had not given him the temperament to indulge in crescendos or double fortes.,"Well, I haven't any complaint to make with the new arrangements," she said expansively. "Things keep getting deliciouser and deliciouser all the time. I only wish we didn't have to go back to the boarding house tonight——",“Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.”,The old woman outside called to them, "Friends, is it smoking in there now?","How could you laugh?" says Mona, reproachfully.,“Is there any one who wishes to land?” he shouted up toward the deck, in as manly a tone as he could assume.,"Oh, then," said Etwald, turning toward Jen, "I am not to be accused of the murder.","We'll not argue the point. St Vincent objects to inoculation for small-pox because he says that that disease is intended by God to keep the population down.",Mrs. Mifsud, however, had seemingly heard not a word of the story. In her distress she forgot that Mrs. Wopp was decidedly plebeian in her conversation and otherwise hopelessly unfashionable; all these discrepancies vanished from her mind, and leaning over on the ample bosom, she wept copiously. Mrs. Wopp patted her in a motherly way. “One touch o’ nater makes the hull world a-kin,” she whispered, “Hearten up, Mis’ Mifsud, Moses ’ll find yer little lamb. That boy seems slow, but all’s not gold that’s a-glitterin’. He’s shorely got a nose fer findin’ things. Our black carf got lost on the prairie one day an’ he found it arter everybody else hed giv’ up huntin’.”,“Nope. Boss man he gone downside El Paso. Get little yellow tlicket, gone off slam blang!”.