You Can Search Me by Hugh McHugh
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the barking for the show."
"Why didn't you flash this stingy talk on me before we got started?" I wanted to know. "It's a shine play to wait till you get me all tied up with these artists here!" Skinski and Dodo both took a bow. "I didn't," Bunch cackled, "You framed up the whole thing, and now you're sore because I won't leave home and friends to plug your game." "It's as much your game as mine!" "It isn't!" "It is!" "Rats!" "Make it twice on the Rats!" In two seconds more I suppose we would have come to blows, but just then a well-known voice behind us gurgled, "Hayo, John! why, I hadn't any idea you were here! And Bunch, too! I'm so glad to see you!" It was Peaches, and behind her, smiling sweet approval, stood Aunt Martha. |
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