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But Billy thought with pride that May Nell was one person he knew better than the Doctor. Dim religious lights from stained glass windows shone through the church and falling on the boy chilled him to the marrow. “Gosh! Wisht Betty was here right this minute. Mebbe I’m dyin’. Hope nobody starts twangin’ a harp. My nose is worser’n ever!”.
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“Yeh, we went to the shootin’ gallery, an’ the amuseum, an’ got inter a little square cage an’ shot away up to the top of an orful high buildin’ an’ got a sparrer’s eye view of the city.” Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look. Billy went on with his rubbing, and his next words were comically resigned. “Besides, I suppose I’ll have to get married some day; of course she’ll be a new woman; might as well learn housework now.” They looked at her a minute, dropped reluctantly to the floor, and retired..
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