||courthouse, hometown, jury, guilty, hear, missing, minutes, comic, could, prove, picked, settle, enter, stories, notice, saying
||My Uncle John, Uncle John, Your Honor
Wendy could hear Tim and Tess arguing as she approached their back yard. When she went through the gate, she saw them. They were face to face. They were wagging their fingers at each other.
"Yes, you did," shouted Tim.
"No, I didn't," Tess shouted back.
"I know you did," said Tim.
"You can't know I did because I didn't," responded Tess.
"Whoa," said Wendy, "what's all the arguing about?"
"He says I took his favorite comic book," cried Tess. "I didn't touch his old comic book."
"It's not where it is supposed to be," said Tim. "And you were the only one who knew where I kept it."
"I didn't take it," started Tess again.Paragraphs 10 to 47:
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