»Ah is got a li'l bill heah fo' some tooths you all got fixed up,« Donald said. He twirled his cap shyly.
»Oh, dat! Heah, have some fried chicken while ah scratches yo' a check. Ah plumb fo'got about dem tooths!« She held a lunch box toward Donald and found her fountain pen.
Outside the boys were worried.
»It's too quiet in there,« said Huey.
»Do you suppose that wild woman is a cannibal?« asked Dewey.
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