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Johnny grew crimson with pleasure. “Oh, thank you, thank you!” Steve Whitney shook his head. “No—but I’ll tell you all about it as we go to the hotel. Grab your satchel and come along.” The work on the dam had gone smoothly since Mr. Whitney had taken the job over. Except for minor accidents, nothing really bothersome had happened to delay the work in any way, yet Bob, who was now constantly with the Chief, realized that something was bothering the man he was so fond of. Gone was the half chummy, half paternal air of Mr. Whitney. He was irritable and not at all himself..
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All this time they were striving as hard as they could to turn the boat toward shore. Johnny’s thoughts ran on: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
He threw himself down behind a wild rosebush. They would probably sail away soon and then he could go down after his clothes. Pretty lucky to have got away from that cross merchant! Eric had always said he was an awfully cross man.
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“Lucky stiff!” he said pleasantly. “Beat me to it, didn’t you?” “Boatmen?” repeated Father, astonished. "Come down quickly," roared Blue Beard, "or I shall come up there." “I just pulled you out and pumped the water out of you and—and here you are,” was Bob’s explanation of the episode..
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