Her sister’s words were true. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. "Is it indeed you, or am I dreaming?" "You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. They got to go home and eat Campbell’s Chicken Soup. So am I. "Old Van told me if he grew up he would be hanged.
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