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“Come, Jethro, Betty’ll carry her li’l white puppykins, pore li’l footsy’s so sore.” “Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous. “Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses..
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Anson was grinning as he came up. "Kind'a weak on the pins, eh?" he greeted, "Ma told me I was to come across here an' see you didn't get into no mischief."I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
As they reached the open the rain ceased altogether. High above a few pale stars were beginning to probe through the tattered clouds. The men with the lantern were rapidly moving across the stumpy fallow, towards the causeway.
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They came to the crest of the gorge. “We’ll have to slow up and zig-zag down carefully or they’ll hear us an’ get away,” Billy suggested. Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay. “There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.” “I guess Nancy’s got tired wartchin’ fer the gopher to come out,” remarked Betty, presently. “She’s left her job an’ gone away. P’raps she thinks she can git a mouse in the barn easier.”.
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