The Case of the Texas Ranger - Chapter 7
He slowly rotated his head and narrowed his eyes at me. “You sure you ain’t from the orphan home?”
“Well, bother,” I said in a loud tone, bending over to rub at a non-existent scuff on my shoe. “Just look what I’ve done.”
I heard a gasp, then saw from the corner of my eye that the two parties had s…
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