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"Buthter thinkth it ith her clotheth that are heavy," jeered Tommy. "It ithn't your clotheth, Buthter; it'th you." "Make her stop, Miss Elting. Don't you think I am suffering enough, without Tommy making me feel any worse?" "Yes, I do. Tommy, will you please stop annoying Margery?" "Yeth, Mith Elting, I'll thtop until Buthter getth dry again. But I'm jutht ath wet at thhe ith, and I'm not croth."
"Now, if he had that motor that's doubled up under the car we ran into the ditch, he could make some time." "That boat is sailing much faster than you think," answered Harriet. "You will see when it gets opposite us how fast it is moving. It is moving so fast that I can't make myself believe it is our boat." "I gueth we'll wait till it getth here," decided Tommy, which voiced the feelings of all.
"It's a dear little boy," said the slender lady, who had a pale, kind face, dark eyes, and very red lips. "It'th a practical joke, I shuppothe," said the dark man. "Our gardening friend wanth a liththon: and I'll thee he getth it." "It wasn't his fault," said Dickie, wriggling earnestly in his high chair; "it was my fault. I fell asleep." The girls crowded round him with questions and caresses.
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