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CHAPTER XVI THE BRIDGE TO SAFETY He saw the men stop, draw apart, and look around. They discovered no one, but delayed their quarrel and hurried in the direction of the sound, exchanging short angry speeches as they ran. “I must of looked like that Lize or the picter couldn’t of been took.” Ruefully he rubbed his bald crown..
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“He must have gone to Clarence in the barn,” concluded Maria, setting off at a run.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
“Why, they know what you say—mind!” May Nell exclaimed, admiringly.
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“Aint that wonderful Miss Gordon? An’ Betty never had a lesson in her life. She jist naterly takes to music,” said Mrs. Wopp complacently. Clank! Clank! Clank! Let us find our sweetest comfort In the meantime Mr. Wopp sitting precariously on the edge of the sofa was examining for at least the two-hundredth time the red plush album which contained the records of the Wopp family, past and present, in picture form. He looked long and earnestly at a tin-type representing a plump, velvet-coated, mop-haired boy of twelve. He sighed deeply..
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