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“No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.” “Are your going to church?” she asked, disappointment drawing her lips to a tremulous curve. “Sister, she’ll be hunkey for the fairy queen in your Spring Festival, won’t she? She’s a regular progidy, isn’t she?” Billy’s eyes shone. “She won’t do it; she said so before. She wants to be Alan-bane.”.