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“Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.” Moses returned to work with jelly and soot mingling in a purple streak on cheek and chin. Jean hid a queer little smile that she could not repress..
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He was pleased with her sympathy; but being a boy, he didn’t like to show it. “I’ll tell you,” he said, eagerly, and without further acknowledgment of her kindness, “ask Mr. Brown to give you my books. Perhaps to-night I can see to study.” “Jevver see sich a useless boy? Been learnin’ spellin’s orl day, I ’xpect.” “We’ll have to go and tell Ma,” said Maria. There was a stir in the room. His mother stood—May Nell, too—and the cat stretched lazily on the couch. Sister Edith followed the guests to the porch, as did his mother and the little girl—the room was empty! He opened the kitchen door, tried to hasten noiselessly, yet thought he clattered like a threshing machine. Into the living-room he crept, and lumbered softly up the stairs that seemed a mile long..
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