“Betty’s not goin’ to no kingdom come yet,” assured Mrs. Wopp, her optimism rising like a star of the first magnitude to lighten the darkness of her son’s midnight sky.,
From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,
Job, his ardor undampened by the strangeness of this reception, made haste to follow..
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