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“Say, fellows, business now, and no questions asked. There’s a hitch on the stage. Storm, wrap that cloak round you—don’t wait for fixings—and get to your place in the wings, quick! When I say ‘Go,’ take Rain’s hand, crouch low, run to the centre, and between you yank that snow tank off the stage. Sabe?” Dough when Mother bakes the bread, “Well, I’ll be blowed, gosh! Mar’d larf to hear you tarlk. You’ll darn my socks, two bits or no two bits, ef Mar says.”.
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CHAPTER XI GOOD-NIGHT IN THE FO’CASTLE At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell. “Open window.” “Well, the lack of Buzz shall not damage your show; I’ll go,” Mrs. Lancaster yielded..
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