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When the party reached the house and St. Elmo had been received with every manifestation of joy, Mr. Wopp in one burst of eloquence explained how his boy Moses had found him. Moses, the hero of the hour, stood abashed before the encomiums of Mrs. Mifsud. He twirled his hat at a fearful rate on his doubled fist, standing awkwardly on one foot the while. “Can’t stop. It’s private anyway.” He waved his hand, ran across the foot-bridge and down the road, dodged into the brush for his wheel; and in a moment they heard his shout as he sped by toward town. “Huh!” grunted Moses, “your ole turkey aint worth an eyestrain.”.
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"Come out into the light and let me see where you hurt yourself," she said, oh so gently.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
"Birds of exquisite plumage, and beyond all forms of known grace in flight."
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“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!” “When I do my dishes, Mar, can I work in the garding, too?” inquired Betty. “Billy, I don’t like the look of your eyes; you’re reading too much at night,” his mother said one evening when he was helping with the dishes. “You must go to bed earlier.” “And just worships you. Is your lawn mowed?”.
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