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Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster. “Don’t stan’ starin’ there like Betty’s chiner doll, go git another of my pies.” “Oh, Betty,” he begged, “Pease dive me some.”.
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“Never mind grammar, or spelling, whichever it is; what did Flash do?” And that night after school, when May Nell’s little wardrobe was all packed,—not without a slight baptism of Edith’s tears,—and waiting for the morning train, Mr. Smith came in and put a ceremonious looking document into Billy’s hand. “And what’s the ‘chinning’ to be about?” she questioned, sitting on the bedside; “the fortune?” This conversation took place in Billy’s shop, a room adjoining the wood-house and given over to his use. Nothing short of the world in the second verse of Genesis was equal to the chaos of that place. Every conceivable scrap and job lot of “truck” was there in a jumbled heap; and Billy was never happier than when mussing it over in search of “material”; in greasy overalls and crownless hat, whistling merrily, bringing forth to substance and form the inventions of his busy brain..
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