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“Oh, Miss Gordon, here’s my name,” announced Betty, excitedly, pointing to a central part of the quilt. “An’ here’s yours right clost to it.” He laughed coarsely. “George Smith’s kid, all right. You’ve got the same high way with you.” “Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.”.
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Finally, Ebenezer Wopp’s musings, which had been gathering force as he worked, burst into speech. For a quiet man he became almost oratorical. Then he fell to soliloquizing audibly.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
“Wisht I had two bits.”
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Then scartter seeds of kindness, “It’s a hurry-up order for more,” Billy amended. To further impress the unsophisticated guest, a Latin Grammar was exhumed from a pile of books, and totally careless of how Moses was smarting under such an exhibition of scholarship, Clarence recited loudly “Amo, amas, amat.” “All ready?” cried Captain Billy. “Are you ready, Ladybird?”.
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