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“The fairies might git cross,” countered Betty. “Why, I wonder? She used to watch us at it and laugh.” “Feel that muscle,” he said a moment later; bending his arm, and pressing her fingers to it. “That’s got to grow by a broom or hoe, something besides football!”.
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“There’s Mose allers ready fer a sitdown, a sort of kerlapsible verlise.”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
Mrs. Wopp viewed with misgiving the ornate writing not yet erased from the previous lesson. She feared her own handwriting would suffer by comparison.
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She shook her head. “Sister, she’ll be hunkey for the fairy queen in your Spring Festival, won’t she? She’s a regular progidy, isn’t she?” Billy’s eyes shone. “Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?” “Mosey, ef I darn yer socks fer a month would you let me hev’ two bits?”.
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