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              Little 
              Johnny had just been put to bed for the umpteenth time and his mother's 
              patience was wearing thin. "If I hear you call 'Mother' one 
              more time, you will be punished," she warned him sternly. 
            For 
              a while it was quiet, and then she heard a small voice call from 
              the top of the stairs, "Mrs. Jones? Can I have a drink of water?"  | 
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