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Rh way they been a doing it. Philip's going to try and buck up aginst Mam' Peachy's gang and he might just as well give up 'fore he starts. Mam' Peachy ain't gonter let nobody—anybody"—looking up quickly at Rebecca and correcting himself with a flush—"anybody get ahead of her and her crowd."

A shadow passed over Aunt Pearly Gates' good old face.

"I hope he won't git in no trouble," she said solemnly. "Tell him I says ter go moughty keerful. Ol' Mam' Peachy air a tricky pusson."