Every back bent a little lower. Every face flushed a little rosier under its coat of grime. Praise from Billy was all they asked.,
Pat Bliggins approached the receptacle and deposited a prodigiously overgrown, forked, dusty carrot, miraculously endowed with powers of emotion, for several wrinkles beneath its green feathery top betrayed extreme agitation.,
“Holy Smoke! Be this the River Jording I’ve come ter?”.
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