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Maurice squirmed. "It seemed a lot longer than two weeks," he said faintly. Mrs. Wilson turned to the door, wiped her red face on her apron, and finished emptying a pan of hot cookies into the stone crock, before answering, sternly: Maurice opened his mouth and protruded his stained and swollen tongue..
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