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“‘One burnished sheet of living gold, “Did Clarence show you the sights of the city this morning?” asked Mr. Crump, trying to repress a smile. “And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”.
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Lying in silent disdain on his familiar cushion, Flash, as the “Polar Bear,” did equally well; while Bouncer fretted between the fills of the home-made, bunting-draped chariot that served as “The Polar Bear’s Snowy Lair of the North.”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
CHAPTER IV THE TWO-LIGHT TIME
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“Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?” “Yes, when you and sister turn gray getting it out of me. No, I’m going to do real work that will earn money; and I’m going to take this never-get-enough grub-basket of mine to a table where my own hands have earned the grub.” “Gosh! My throat feels like I’d been garglin’ with a bumble bee,” he exclaimed. Greatly refreshed, he did full justice to the difficult roles of combined driver and audience. Jethro, delighted with the new game, tore madly round the yard, barking shrilly and demanding more speed. But Job, running sadly corner-wise, was destined from the start for a losing race. “None too strong. But she’s picking up since the doctor gave her a tonic,” was the reply..
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