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Many times she had seen Mrs. Bennett transplant the garden flowers, had helped; now she put all her lore to use. Patiently she toiled with brittle sticks and pointed stones till the vine was replanted against the rude walls; emptied the dinner pail and trudged back and forth to the river several times for water, to wet the earth above the roots; and patted it down with muddy little hands. “Yet let him sleep downstairs,” Edith persisted. “Be keerful how you shoot that checker Betty or we’re goin’ to git beat,” admonished Moses. He found himself opposed to no mean antagonists..
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She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.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 go on Betty, a daddy-long-legs’d die of starvin’ on what you eat.”
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“Oh go on Betty, a daddy-long-legs’d die of starvin’ on what you eat.” “I’ll make a note of that, Lize.” “To think you let that good-fer-nothin’ Ken Judson, meet our schoolmarm,” wailed Mrs. Wopp. “Why he is the most ungodly feller in town. His folks in England send him a lot of money so’s he will keep away from them, an’ he spends it all in drinkin’ an’ gamblin’.” “I must be very careful, then, not to change it,” responded Nell, as she took the seat assigned to her..
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