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“Oh, they’re dry,” said Johnny, feeling of the clothes. “They’re as dry as tinder.” All the boys laughed and shouted hurrah when Johnny got back to the starting point. How disgusting it was to have people make fun of you! “Perhaps, but—”.
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"An' that's why you throwed it," exclaimed the admiring Maurice. "Gosh, nobody else would'a thought of that."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
"But supposin' ol' Scroggie's lost will comes to light?"
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“Why, John, my boy! Did you?” Old people were queer, thought John, for “balm” was something that was used for wounds—he knew that very well—and yet there lay Jeremias and said that there was balm in those words, “God will never, never forsake thee.” “By no means. Comparatively few. Thad Holman never knew a thing about it. They were mostly dissatisfied cowboys and unsuccessful squatters who saw profit for themselves in a war with Mexico.” "I have the power, madam," said Riquet with the Tuft, "to give as much intelligence as it is possible to possess, to the person whom I love best; as you, madam, are that person, it will depend entirely upon yourself, whether or not you become gifted with this amount of intelligence, provided that you are willing to marry me.".
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