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“As the door creaketh on his hinges, so the slugger turneth on his bed.” Liza Wopp’s voice was compelling in its significance. Through the rose-lit dreams of Moses, the sound and the awful words were like the threatenings of an approaching storm. “Flash has cake, Sir Thomas cheese,” Edith explained, giving each his coveted bit. They took the morsels from her fingers, ate them delicately, and mewed once. “That’s ‘Thank you,’” Edith interpreted. Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm..
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"Set down there an' keep still as a mouse till I get back," he admonished. "I won't be long."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
"What's he been doin' now, Bill?" asked Maurice as Billy and the crow joined him beside the root-house.
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Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing. “Mudgie, Mudgie,” he shrieked. He ran back a few steps and found a loose board he had climbed over when coming up. This he carried to the edge of the wall. “When I call,” he spelled out, “break window, use chair, come across on board.” “Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled..
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