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“Shore nuff, what relationship do you s’pose they are all to each other now?” As Mrs. Wopp adjusted her bonnet before leaving the house, she gave minute instructions to Mr. Wopp. In desperation he stood still, gazing at the windows above; reprimanding the dog sharply when he whined, though his fingers unconsciously patted away the sting of the rebuke..
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Billy turned the bulky papers over and over as if to gather some hint of their meaning from fold and stiffness. “What is it, Mr. Smith?” he asked wonderingly. “Aint it amazin’ how hungry one gits,” hoarsely remarked Mr. Wopp who had not spoken for some time owing to close application to the task in hand. “Lize, I want a piece of that punkin pie of yourn.” Here he caressed the bulging buttons on his waistcoat. “My mouth’s waterin’ fer it an’ I b’lieve I hev room.” “Surveyors? What’s your scheme?” Jimmy was quickly interested. “Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence..
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