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"Aha!" he said, "I thought I would surprise you. I just got in this morning. Here is a paper noticing my arrival." He handed it to Henry R. Grasty. Mr. Grasty looked at the paper and turned deadly pale. It was dated three weeks after Mr. Snooper's arrival. "Foiled again!" he hissed. "Speak, Bertram D. Snooper," said Gladys, "why have you come between me and Henry?"
"It's not a big party," Gofredo was saying. "I can't see Oh, yes I can. Only two of them." The humanoid figures, one larger than the other, were moving cautiously across the fields, crouching low. The snooper went down toward them, and then he recognized them. The man and woman whom the blue-robed villager had tried to shove out of the queue, that afternoon. Gofredo recognized them, too.
His wife was already inside it, eating. "I'll have my supper first," he announced, "while you stay outside on the cellar bottom and watch for Miss Snooper." "I'm just as hungry as you are," his wife objected. "I don't want to wait. You know you'll be a long time at your supper." What she really meant was that Moses Mouse would be sure to overeat. "Very well!" he said.
Her whiskers are longer than mine!" And then he drew back very softly and crept to his nest in the woodpile. That night Moses Mouse came to make another call. And he brought his wife with him, so that she might see the stranger with the short tail who was going to live in Farmer Green's woodpile. "I saw Miss Snooper to-day," Master Meadow Mouse told them. "Did you bite her nose?" Mrs.
Though she had lost a midnight supper, Miss Kitty did not feel too sad. She was too angry for that. "At last," she cried, "I've found out what old dog Spot wouldn't tell me. The mice are calling me 'Miss Snooper' behind my back!" In the morning, when Miss Kitty met old dog Spot in the woodshed, she was still feeling peevish. "What are you doing in here?" she snapped.
The boarding party would have a snooper, but if he was quick, they wouldn't have time to nail him. He buzzed an attention code. "Greg? Can you hear me?" Silence. He buzzed again, and waited. What was wrong? Had they already broken through to the control cabin and taken Greg? He buzzed again. "Greg! Sound off if you can hear me." More silence. Then a click. "Tom?" "Here. Are you all right?"
"You are a snooper and a porcupine about tobacco; but otherwise quite a nice woman," he said. When Edith's Easter vacation was over, and she went back to Mercer, she was followed by a letter from Mrs. Houghton to Eleanor, explaining the plan for the school dormitory the following winter.
Bud nodded grimly. "But staying just out of sonar range from the base." The jetmarine closed steadily on its quarry. In a few minutes they were able to make it out dimly through the cabin window, dead ahead. "That's sure no U.S. Navy sub that I know of," Bud said. "Probably an enemy snooper." "What if they spot us?" Zimby asked. Bud chuckled. "That's the beauty of it, pal! Don't forget.
Act as if the farmhouse belonged to you. That's the way I do. And nobody ever bothers me, except Miss Kitty Cat or Miss Snooper, as we Mice call her. Even she can't drive me away from the farmhouse. I lived there before she ever came to Pleasant Valley." "She certainly couldn't drive me away," Grunty Pig muttered. "Besides, didn't you say she was away herself?" "Yes!" said Moses Mouse.
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