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"And here it is 'ong past suppertime," groaned Heavy; "it's getting darker every minute, and the fireworks ought to be set off, and we can't do a thing!"
"Who'd have the heart to eat, with those children wandering out there in the woods?" snapped Mercy Curtis.
"What's heart got to do with eating?" grumbled the plump girl. "And I was thinking