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“You unkind boy, Harry Lark! How

unkind!”

Jake and I were through the kitchen and

out the back door. We ran fast. Down the

garden, out into the back alley and into

Jake’s garden a bit further on. Still giggling,

we climbed the ladder up to Jake’s tree

house. Safe at last. Phew!

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