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Updated: May 4, 2025
Sinking into sleep seemed slipping into danger, and a dozen times she started awake. But only slowly did she admit to herself that she actually did hear a fumbling, hear the knob of her door turning. "W-who's there?" "It's me, lady. The landlord. Brought you the hot water." "Thanks so much, but I don't need it now." "Got something else for you. Come to the door.
"Yes?" replied the Lion, looking around to see where the voice had come from. "W-who's that? W-who said th-that?" When his large eyes came upon the wombat, he seemed to smile. "Why, Ricardo, there you are. I didn't see you at first. How are you doing?" "Okay, I guess," said the wombat. "And your mother?" added the Lion. "She's fine," said Ricardo.
He took one long look at Jethro and bent over and slapped his hand on his knee, and burst out laughing. "So here you be!" he cried. "By Godfrey! ef you don't beat all outdoors, Jethro. Wal, I got ahead of ye for once, but you can't say I didn't warn ye. Come purty nigh bustin' the stage on that road today, and now I'm a-goin' to hev an agent app'inted." "W-who's the agent?" said Jethro.
"Will you take me to Brampton, Uncle Jethro?" said she, letting fall the paper on her lap. "W-who's to get in the hay?" said Jethro. "Hay on the Fourth of July!" exclaimed Cynthia, "why, that's sacrilege! You'd much better come and hear Mr. Sutton's speech it will do you good."
He took one long look at Jethro and bent over and slapped his hand on his knee, and burst out laughing. "So here you be!" he cried. "By Godfrey! ef you don't beat all outdoors, Jethro. Wal, I got ahead of ye for once, but you can't say I didn't warn ye. Come purty nigh bustin' the stage on that road today, and now I'm a-goin' to hev an agent app'inted." "W-who's the agent?" said Jethro.
"Will you take me to Brampton, Uncle Jethro?" said she, letting fall the paper on her lap. "W-who's to get in the hay?" said Jethro. "Hay on the Fourth of July!" exclaimed Cynthia, "why, that's sacrilege! You'd much better come and hear Mr. Sutton's speech it will do you good."
"Will you take me to Brampton, Uncle Jethro?" said she, letting fall the paper on her lap. "W-who's to get in the hay?" said Jethro. "Hay on the Fourth of July!" exclaimed Cynthia, "why, that's sacrilege! You'd much better come and hear Mr. Sutton's speech it will do you good."
He took one long look at Jethro and bent over and slapped his hand on his knee, and burst out laughing. "So here you be!" he cried. "By Godfrey! ef you don't beat all outdoors, Jethro. Wal, I got ahead of ye for once, but you can't say I didn't warn ye. Come purty nigh bustin' the stage on that road today, and now I'm a-goin' to hev an agent app'inted." "W-who's the agent?" said Jethro.
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