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CHAPTER XI The Pet Horse “It is horrid, but”—great searching first in one pocket of his trousers, then in the other—“but if you will please take this report back”— “Can I eat all the plums I want?” asked the little cripple..
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“I did hunt the aigs,” lied the unhappy Moses who was afraid he was going to miss something.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
“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.
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Pooh! Far from it. He wasn’t the least bit pale. No sooner was the sad news spread through the palace, than the whole town knew it. Nothing was heard but weeping and wailing, for Moufette was greatly beloved. The King could not make up his mind to give her to the giant, and the giant, who had already waited some days, began to grow impatient, and to utter terrible threats. The King and Queen, however, said to each other, "What worse thing could happen to us? If the Dragon of the lake were to come and devour us all we could not be more distressed; if Moufette is put into a pie, we are lost." “What are you talking about, boy?” “I declare if there isn’t the Kingthorpe heir himself, hiring out as boatman!” came a voice from the wharf..
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