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“Was it as bad as that?” She smiled, and smoothed back the thick, tumbled hair. “Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!” “Yes, you shall be our dear little girl.” Mrs. Bennett took the forlorn child in her motherly arms and kissed her. “You’re tired and hungry, too, aren’t you?”.
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“Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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“Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous.
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CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR. “Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?” Mrs. Wopp was too busy to eat breakfast in the orthodox fashion. She could be heard in the kitchen preparing for the trying ordeal of wash-day. Out in the yard the head of the house was busy feeding the fowl. Ladies cross your lily-white hands.
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