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“So you can, but I’ll carry you just the same.” His smothering hold warned her to quiescence; and she did not stir till he set her within the rear door. “I suppose you have a large farm, Mr. Wopp,” said Nell Gordon. CHAPTER VII THE FIGHT.
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Betty was trying to keep up the engaging flow of talk but the dance proved to require all her attention. How sweet and dear they all were! How peaceful it looked in there,—too peaceful, clean, for a dirty, fighting brute like himself. What could he do? He shivered in the cold, and the pain in his eyes increased. Would he fall? Would they find him, have Doctor Carter, learn the disgraceful truth? If the world had looked dark that afternoon, it was now Egyptian blackness. Suddenly, all heads were raised and a sigh of satisfaction escaped Mrs. Wopp’s lips. “White eyebrows child! What are you talkin’ about? Yer eyebrows are blacker nor that stove.”.
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