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“Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze. CHAPTER VII THE FIGHT As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared..
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“Who?”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
CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG
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“Come, Jethro, Betty’ll carry her li’l white puppykins, pore li’l footsy’s so sore.” “Better quit tarlkin’, Moses, an’ let the picter show go on so’s we kin hev supper, everythin’s laid an’ ready.” “That’s you, papa,” Clarence piped, as an anxious post warning. The light shone through the colored glass window, casting a bluish tinge over the large earnest countenance of the teacher, and a distinct whisper was heard to the effect that “Mrs. Wopp’s face was blue moulderin’.”.
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