“I’m the Royal Egyptian Fortune Teller!” Bess announced, in a deep voice. “This is my desert tent. I shall reveal the past, present, and future to those only whom my favor shall designate. Slaves, the lamps!”,
“Billy, my little, little boy!” She lifted the tousled head and pressed her cheek close against his.,
“Did you hev a good time in the city larst week, Mis’ Mifsud?” asked Mrs. Wopp, politely..
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