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Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders., “No, it can’t wait one minute longer’n it’ll take me to get to town. Maybe I can come back though.”, “I did hunt the aigs,” lied the unhappy Moses who was afraid he was going to miss something..

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April 17, 2025

“Bully for you, Ladybird. I’ve got a backer you see, sister.” CHAPTER X.—THE CIRCUS. Guinea pigs, pigeons, and other and larger live stock, normal or otherwise, masqueraded as marvellous creatures from foreign lands..

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May 4, 2025

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May 24, 2025

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