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“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?” “Singe my hair ef I do, let’s hev some more doin’s,” rebelled Moses. CHAPTER VI “THE TRIUMPH OF FLORA”.
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“Oh Miss Gordon,” cried Betty, her dark brown eyes sparkling with delight, “the flowers can talk to each other across them telfone wires, can’t they?” “Lan’ sakes, here’s friend neighbor,” exclaimed Mrs. Wopp entering the room from the kitchen, “yer jist in time to help this here pore overworked teacher with some papers she brung home from the school.” 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. “Orl right Betty, I’ll do it, but ef it is a poor job don’t blame me,” returned Moses as he advanced with the scissors..
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