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"Look!" he whispered. "Look! There's a light in the ha'nted house." "What cheer! How are ye, Captain, how are ye this fine morning? Have you heard the news?" "Why, I can't see that that ought'a make any difference," Scroggie replied. "If you folks down here know that Uncle left his money and place to your teacher, that ought'a be enough for Dad.".
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"I never will," I said in a hurry; "I want you to ask me anything in the world you want to, and I'll always do it."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
"What does she want to see me about?" asked Jen, coldly.
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50 sticks hoarhound candy. "Croaker, good old Croaker, come down and I'll get you a cookie," Erie begged. "Found it this mornin' down by the pine grove near old Scroggie's ha'nted house. Stood on this side of the creek an' sent ol' Moll into the grove. She brought it to me. She's a great little dog, Moll. Now we're ready to hunt ol' Scroggie's buried money an' lost will." September passed laden with summer perfumes and song and, beneath a blanket of hoar frost, October awoke to send her hazy heralds far across wooded upland and open. Slowly those wreathing mists kissed leaf and fern, as though whispering: "Rest sweetly, until spring brings you back once again.".
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