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Mrs. Wopp’s voice, a dramatic outburst before which almost any cloud would have quailed, filled the bedroom. Betty turned to Nell Gordon, “I hope all yer clouds’ll hev silver linin’s, Miss Gordon,” she smiled. A faint sound caught his ear, as of clinking coins and soft voices. People there! He had thought it before, now he was certain. Were not both brothers away? May Nell had learned to use the towel; and the two children usually “did” the dishes at night; but now she was away with Edith at the Opera House, and mother and son were alone in the kitchen..
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Out of the tail of her eye Betty noted this little touch of sentiment and was much impressed. “Then you don’t love yer li’l sister ef you don’t want her to look like you.” Betty almost wept. “Y-yes, b-but how can I when I have no one to say ‘mama’ to, only a Mrs.” A haughty toss of the head was all the reply vouchsafed to this brotherly jibe..
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