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Croaker shooked his head and hopped to the ground. He had grown tired of having Billy put that question to him. With many throaty and indignant mutterings he pigeontoed across the yard, not even deigning to glance back at the laughing man and boy.,"Well, yes, so far as my memory serves me, I think she was.",Billy stood up, a grin on his face. "That pine bench looked so invitin' I jest couldn't help tryin' my new knife on it," he explained. "But I didn't s'pose fer a minute that you'd mind.","You are tired," says he, tenderly.,"Neither have you.",“Soapsuds is Moses’ strong weakness,” commented Mrs. Wopp, laughing till her fat shoulders quaked perilously.,She clapped him into her own warm bed, and incredibly soon things were sizzling over the alcohol lamp.,"A week? I should be dead when you came back," declares Mrs. Geoffrey, with some vehemence, and a glance that shows she can dissolve into tears at a moment's notice.,"You see," Billy went on, "maybe the will'll be where the gold is. You be a real good feller an' show me where you found the gold-piece.","Well, what do you think they stand fer?",And the shouts that greeted this fiat shook the old barn and made the hens in the hay cackle with fright.,“We’ll have to go and tell Ma,” said Maria..