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“Flash and Tom wouldn’t touch meat left on the table alone with them for a day,” Edith said as she replenished the plate, shook and folded away the paper, and called her cats. In a cage of wire netting bearing the legend, “The Roc—The Egg,” the uncomfortable gander swayed and craned his neck; and all but his voice was satisfactory. In the bottom of the cage a whitewashed stone the size of a small pumpkin did duty as the egg. “You remember that story about a man who died for love of a girl because he knew he ought not to marry her? I thought that sort kind of noble, but you said there was nobler. Do you remember?”.
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"I haven't been asked for a speech," she began clearly. "But I do want to say a word or two, if you'll let me."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
"By that devil-stick poison?"
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“I like ‘Ladybird,’ but not ‘bully,’” the little girl returned shyly. “Try a mile with this can and see where you come out in the race.” “Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?” “Peter Stolway, may I arsk you to tell out loud what you was whisperin’?”.
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