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“No, like a prima donna,” his sister retorted. “Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music. Betty said her prayers that night before her cyclamen. It seemed to her a “mornin’-glory that had been growed by an angel, its petals sparkled so, an’ it smelled so pure.” She breathed very softly her thanksgiving, with a vague feeling that it had wings and could find its way better than she knew..
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Howard Eliot guided his charges through the mazes of the city to a restaurant. Moses with the perennial appetite of fourteen ate silently and steadily, not omitting one item on the menu. He gorged. “You can send some one after us, a man—not you, not either of you,” he called back over his shoulder, and was soon out of sight. For two days the aromas from the kitchen had been such as to dispel the gloom from Moses’ countenance, and hope and anticipation blended on his youthful visage. “Yes, I could eat a graven image.”.
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