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“Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows. “Mith Wopp,” offered Lila Williams with a dignity befitting her eight years and her enviable position as daughter of the regular teacher, “my ma wont let Pete and Pat thit together, they act too thilly.” “I have to help sister, you know.”.
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