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“O, that chestnut!” scornfully ejaculated Isobel. “They’ve stolen her, all right. I don’t know why, but I know who,—it’s the Ha’nt people!” Billy panted, coming out of the Lodge. “Of course they won’t be too tired! The kids have pluck.”.
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But minds may stray though eyes seem attentive. Two boys began to indulge surreptitiously in the mild amusement of extracting toothsome kernels from refractory shells. Cracking nuts not being conducive to alertness of mind, Mrs. Wopp promptly confiscated a large bag of filberts which proved to be the joint property of Pat Bliggins and Pete Stolway. Yet it was very strange, they were all happy! Happier, she felt, than her own mother with maids and money, gems, rich gowns, and her motor car at command. Why was it? “Those that won’t work shouldn’t eat.” Could that be true? Then she should not eat, for she never worked. She wondered how it would seem to work. “It was shore a wonder, with the band playin’ an’ all. I never heard sich moosic, not sence the circus.” Enjoying the spectacle, Henry the pet rooster stood on the rail-fence crowing lustily in chanticleer derision..
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