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Mrs. Mifsud had entered the room in time to hear the last remark. Owing to the paucity of minds as keenly intellectual as her own, Mrs. Mifsud always tried to keep her remarks to a suitable level so that all present might comprehend her language. The heights, alas! must be scaled by her alone. While willing to acknowledge the substantial character of Mrs. Wopp, she considered her sadly deficient in grammar and social graces. She now interposed. “Look he’s been here,” said Betty, pointing to a small footprint in the moist soil, “An’ he’s headed down the crick.” “Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely..
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“No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out. “Smile, Moses, dern yer empty corn-cob face! Smile!” shouted one. “My feet’s purty well jolted up inter my head,” cried the uncomfortable rider. But Betty insisted on his getting full value for his money, and dared him to descend until the round of the arena had been completed. “She’s at Vine Hill—miles away; we’ll beat her if we hurry.” His words were a bit breathless..
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