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Ladies cross your lily-white hands “Jiminy whiz! This is my very last week of boy; next week I’ll have to be a man,” he said gloomily. “O, Mar, jist a teeny-weeny brown crust, it carn’t hurt me.”.
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“Wartch yer team Moses,” commanded Mrs. Wopp from the back seat of the democrat. Mrs. Wopp’s voice, a dramatic outburst before which almost any cloud would have quailed, filled the bedroom. Betty turned to Nell Gordon, “I hope all yer clouds’ll hev silver linin’s, Miss Gordon,” she smiled. Her disappointment over Moses’ parsimony led her now to see the urgent necessity of ideas, vital ideas, in fact, ideas that could cause silver to flow to her empty coffers, or in other words her missionary box. As Isobel seated herself on the piano-stool in compliance with her father’s wishes, her white-flounced dress billowed up around her, reminding Moses, even in his chaotic state of mind, of the delicious creamy meringue on a lemon pie..
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