“Moses, here with that pie,” called the gratified Mrs. Wopp, “Yer par wants some.”,
“Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?”,
“I’ll lick you good and plenty,” answered the man, his face purple with indignation. Whereupon Moses, overcome utterly with mirth, lost his own balance and rubbed his freckled nose along a shining streak of slippery pavement..
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