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Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay. “Sunday School comes first.” Betty playfully thrust a small forefinger into one of the fresh biscuits on the table and bore it, impaled on the rosy weapon, triumphantly to her plate. This was for the amusement of Moses, but instead of laughing as he was expected to do, he eyed his little sister with assumed indifference..
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As many of the hens and chickens as could be persuaded were ushered into the yard to add to the numerical strength of the menagerie. “Murder! Murder!” he shouted with all his strength; and his boy’s voice reached far up and down the lonely distances. “To-morrer’ll see my revenge,” growled Moses, now thoroughly roused to action under the protection of his own roof. “Don’t stan’ starin’ there like Betty’s chiner doll, go git another of my pies.”.
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