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“Wait, Billy! You are hurt, badly. Let me see.” She put out a detaining hand. Mrs. Bennett hugged her closer and patted her cheek softly, but let the passion of tears spend itself a little before trying the comfort of words. Then she questioned of the child’s parents, her past life, and the events just preceding the catastrophe in San Francisco, that she herself might better understand how to shield and make happy the little waif that a terrible, heaving earth had cast into her home, her arms. Thus adjured by his father the elocutionist began in a loud dramatic voice:.
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‘—a lodge of ample size,’ “That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism. Relieved, yet with his nerves quivering Billy plunged into the deep woods of the higher altitudes. The air was unusually hot and stifling, and his eyes watered. “Fire in the woods somewhere,” he murmured, recognizing the odor of smoke. “Oh Mar,” asked Moses as they passed a brilliantly colored and illuminated poster, “Is them the actor people?”.
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