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“He’s been pushin’ up the daisies fer thirty years, I ain’t goin’ to warble to please no tombstun.” Moses swung a ponderous foot to give emphasis to his decision. Her anxiety somewhat allayed for the moment, Mrs. Mifsud roused herself for the entertainment of her guests. Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,’”.
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Moses regained his equilibrium and as the water came just to his hips he turned to retrace his way to the steps down which he had wandered. Evelyn relieved of her fear of the tottering kettle, roused to her charge. “Go ’way, Billy! Thank you, Billy. You mustn’t stay here! They’ll scold me. They said for me not to let you come; an’—” “Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!” “I carn’t think what’s happened to my carrots this year,” said Mrs. Wopp, vexedly, after a time. “Hardly any hev come up, an’ them as did come, aint growed much. We’ll shorely not hev many carrot puddin’s nor pies this winter, nor mulligans neither.” The concluding part of this speech was of vital interest to Moses, who delighted in all the delicacies mentioned..
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