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But Billy thought with pride that May Nell was one person he knew better than the Doctor. “Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?” “Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”.
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"Well, sir!" he said in an icy tone to his adopted son, "I am waiting for you to explain this very extraordinary conduct."I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
"Lost! Stolen, you mean," growled Jen, tartly. "That negress--"
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Clank! Clank! Clank! “No, my son.” The answer was more sincere than a few weeks before she could have believed possible. The coming of the child had taken from her life many hours of association with Billy, sweet as only mothers know; yet May Nell’s influence had softened and refined Billy, enlarged his vision. Next appeared Jethro in a high state of hilarity with a harness made of Moses’ skate-straps and with a tiny doll dressed to represent a monkey bound to his back. Mrs. Bennett came in and tried to learn the trouble; but it was some time before May Nell could be induced to tell..
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