Mr Otis’s son, Washington, took a small black crayon from his pocket. ‘Pinkerton’s special cleaner will clean this,’ he said … and it did. ‘Look! The blood is disappearing!’
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Mr Otis’s son, Washington, took a small black crayon from his pocket. ‘Pinkerton’s special cleaner will clean this,’ he said … and it did. ‘Look! The blood is disappearing!’
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