"My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. "No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. My parents refuse to pay for my college.
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