He tried again. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. ” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. My foster mom works there as a second job. ‘They cannot help it. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. ’ ‘Oh, she’ll be safe enough, Gerald. He had hurt her.
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