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“He’s a very good boy, too, Aunt Grenertsen.” CHAPTER XV THE CAPTURE OF BOB Yes, he had that coat, but who had told Johnny to tell him to wear it?.
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They were a happy lot. Each held some high-sounding position, the name coined in Billy’s busy brain. His box of abused tools came forth; the much mended wheelbarrow, picks, shovels wobbly from use as well as abuse, improvised things that only an imagination as large as Billy’s could have named tools,—something for each one there.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
“What a funny word! What do you mean?”
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From a distance came the rattle of gunshots. Quick as a flash, Johnny’s jacket was off and he was displaying his little shirt sleeve. “Look here! Look! Isn’t that good muscle?” “I figger our bird will be pretty near safe in this li’l’ cage,” said Dave Harper. “’Member when we holed up that hoss thief here?” Why! There he was back again. “Six minutes and eight seconds going,” he shouted, “and eight minutes and one second coming back!”.
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