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you do. And God will know if
mother never finds out.’

Oh! Johnny, you know Mr.
Oughtn’t is quite right; listen to
what he has got to say, and tell Mr.
Like to go about his business.

Dear, dear! Johnny does not. He
lets naughty Mr. Like go on chatter-
ing ; and he listens to every word he
has to say, and takes no notice of the
other speaker, who had so often been
a good friend to him.

Another minute, and Johnny’s
fingers are in the basin. Oh dear
me! who would have thought it !—
the little laddie has taken one, two,
three Jumps, and actually put one
into his mouth!

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