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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 16:32:49 GMT
Girty laughed.
"I found it in the corridor. And yes i listened to Bog. For once anyway i felt guilty i hit the man over the head with this in my bag. He was not happy."
Girty flopped onto the sofa and smiled.
"So i don't now how to contact Mr Bogglewoth now."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 18:43:55 GMT
"I'm sure he'll find a way to contact us," Grace said, "if he needs to!"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 19:08:43 GMT
Girty nodded her head in agreement.
"He will I'm sure. But i think he was doing it for our saftey...or yours at least. No matter what Boggleworth does or has done he still loves you deeply. You can see it in his eye."
She smiled and put her feet up while slumping even farther back on the sofa.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 19:37:19 GMT
Grace smiled and nodded, knowingly, "yes you can!" she said dreamily. "But I wonder where he's gone or where he's going to go."
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 19:57:54 GMT
"Well that strange ministry guy was not happy. But he never seemed to say Bogs name. I think he may have got confuses with another person....unless...No that is stupid talk Girty. No just bear with me here. What if the dairy we found was true and that dude is after Bog due to that..." she trailed off in thought and giggled when she resized she had been talking to herself.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 17, 2006 21:45:00 GMT
Grace frowned at Girty. She shook her head profusely. "No!" she said firmly, "I won't believe it. I can't! I can't even imagine Bog hurting a fly. But ... -" she gulped "-killing someone?" Grace looked at the floor and let her shoulders drop slightly, "I just can't imagine it." She looked back at Girty. "I've seen some pretty nasty things in my life, but Bog and you have always been the good, stable elements in my life. But killing ...?" She sighed, unsure of how to finish the thought.
Grace had always held Bog in such high regard that it was not even a question in her mind. The diary had to be wrong. It had to be. To keep her sanity, she had to believe in the good in her life; she had to believe in Bog's innocence, and had to believe Girty was with her.
((OMG! I'm soo poetic tonight! Hehe!))
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