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“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.” All were silent for a little. Most of them had been more than once to San Francisco’s celebrated dealer in sweets. May Nell looked incredulous. “And they feed her strawberries and vanilla beans and chocolate for flavors, I suppose; but how do you separate them when you milk? Will you show me the next time you fill that big bucket?” She nodded her head toward the freezer, and was so demure that not even Bess, still less Jimmy, knew whether she was deceived or poking fun..
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“No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.” “Oh Miss Gordon,” cried Betty suddenly roused to fresh interest, “you must see my pet turkey after supper. He has only one eye an’ he walks corner ways an’ his name is Job an’ I jist love him.” Betty’s breath was all used up and she sat back exhausted. A hand shot up at this point in the lesson and a thin voice piped, “Please, Mis’ Wopp, I was to the Fair last year.” School having been closed a week for repairs Miss Gordon had brought Betty to the shining city of her childish dreams..
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