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CHAPTER VIII ON STORMY SEAS “Like the lazy coward he is,” Billy tartly interrupted. Discarded shoe-laces, rope and trunk-straps came hastily into requisition. The vociferations of Moses were so severe on his vocal chords that he found it necessary to visit the pump..
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"That gives me the creeps," she remonstrated. "I don't like it. It sounds like funerals and ghosts——"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
"Oh, I had a reason for keeping our engagement secret, but it is no longer necessary, and to-day--at this moment--I am going straight to ask your mother to give me this dear hand in marriage. If she consents, we will soon get rid of Dido."
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“I sorter hoped Moses’d take arter Uncle Josh, too,” she said, regretfully. “Oh no Betty,” Moses tones were of an elder-brotherly authority, “yer li’l han’s aint meant fer sich servitood. I’d not stan’ by an’ see you do that.” With all his teasing at times, Moses adored his little foster-sister. He idealized her, and as Mrs. Wopp had often remarked, whenever Betty left his presence he saw her ascend into heaven in a “Whirlwin’ of fire, an’ go-cart of flame.” “Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows. Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause..
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