Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“No; but I stop here sometimes. Are you afraid of ghosts?” “Go and bring him now, so you can renovate his appearance before supper,” directed the mother. He went on, a little cautiously now, and shortly came in view of the “Ha’nt,” a sinister though imposing house, built of cut stone, close against the face of the most picturesque mountain of the range, bounding Vina Valley. The windows were curtained with cobwebs and dust. For years the wide front door had been nailed up with the same sun-bleached boards; and “Keep out!” spoke from every gray splinter..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
🃟 Want to test your skills? Discover a wide range of table games such as poker and rummy for endless entertainment.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
🌈 Celebrate Every Win at ok rummy!
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
Mrs. Wopp was an incurable optimist, although the citadel of her optimism was being assailed. Turning her wrathful gaze from Moses, her eye lighted on the soiled pink hat and antimacassar still worn by Job. She burst into a hearty laugh and turned to Betty. “Great Scott, boy! We’ll have to hurry. We must get up there before the fire gets down. Do you know the shortest way?” “Mebbe them new seed catalogue folks cheated us, Mar,” he suggested. Billy laughed. “Mixed again, mamma. This is Vilette,” he drew one bashful little girl nearer the stranger, “and this is Evelyn, Echo, we call her.”.
298 people found this
review helpful