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The green-eyed monster, always seeking prey, had at last found a victim, and proceeded in true green-eyed fashion to wage ruthless warfare. “I c’d eat a rhindoceros,” he confided to Clarence. Still no St. Elmo. They proceeded a considerable distance down the creek..
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"Dr. Etwald?"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
"About that, sir. I lighted it just after dinner, while you and the major were over your wine, so to speak, sir."
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“I can dance, too,” she said with childish pride. “White eyebrows child! What are you talkin’ about? Yer eyebrows are blacker nor that stove.” “Mar,” he demanded hastily, “more marshed turnips, please.” “And what’s the ‘chinning’ to be about?” she questioned, sitting on the bedside; “the fortune?”.
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