atch guy."

"Yeah, be ready to run." George crept between the trees and crawled and snuck up on an ancient cabin with a slate shingle roof. The cabin was so weathered and overgrown with moss that it practically disappeared into the forest, and George was surprised how small it was, it was very small, the front door was only three feet high and—

George ran back to warn them.

"Furry slouching Sasquatch lair?" asked Stella.

"Troll cabin," whispered George.

"With an actual troll inside?" Stella was curious; she had never seen a real troll before, she had only seen them in books. Seeing a real troll was almost better than seeing a real bear or a real moose.

"I didn't look."

"Let's look."

"Trolls are trouble," said Freddy.

"Trolls can also grant a wish," said Stella.

"Says who?" asked George.

"It's in one of my books at home," said Stella. "If we can capture a troll, he'll grant us a wish in exchange for his freedom."

"Trolls stink," said Freddy, "they almost never bathe."

"What would we wish for?" asked George.

"Hmm, let me see..." Stella put her finger to her cheek and looked up at the sky in mock concentration. "Well, we might wish to be back in your uncle's rowboat at the end of the Andersen cottage dock with maybe six bags of gold and a dozen raised glazed doughnuts. That might make a nice wish, wouldn't you say?"

"But that's four wishes."

"Not if it's all in the same sentence."

"Says who?"

"Says everyone. If it's all in the same sentence, it's one wish."

"Oh."

"So let's nab that troll."

"Nabbing a troll is a bad idea, Toots. I advise keeping at least a football field between you and a troll at all times."

"Freddy, a wish! We could use one. Let's have a look."

As they crept toward the cabin, carefully avoiding sticks on the ground that could snap or leaves that might crunch, they each took
atch guy. " 

 " Yeah, be ready to run. " George crept between the trees and crawl and pilfer up on an ancient cabin with a slate shingle roof. The cabin was so weathered and overgrown with moss that it much disappeared into the forest, and George was surprised how small it was, it was very small, the front doorway was entirely three feet eminent and — 

 George ran back to warn them. 

 " Furry slouching Sasquatch lair? " ask Stella. 

 " Troll cabin, " whispered George. 

 " With an actual troll at heart? " Stella was curious; she had never see a real troll before, she had only seen them in bible. Seeing a real troll was about better than seeing a actual bear or a real elk. 

 " I didn't look. " 

 " get's look. " 

 " Trolls are trouble, " said Freddy. 

 " Trolls can besides grant a wish, " said Stella. 

 " Says who? " asked George. 

 " It's in one of my books at home, " said Stella. " If we can capture a troll, he'll grant us a wish in exchange for his freedom. " 

 " Trolls stink, " said Freddy, " they almost never bathe. " 

 " What would we wish for? " ask George. 

 " Hmm, let me see... " Stella arrange her finger to her boldness and looked up at the sky in mock concentration. " Well, we might wish to be back in your uncle's rowboat at the goal of the Andersen cottage dock with maybe six bags of amber and a dozen raised glazed doughnuts. That might make a nice wish, wouldn't you say? " 

 " But that's four wishes. " 

 " Not if it's all in the same sentence. " 

 " Says who? " 

 " say everyone. If it's all in the like conviction, it's one wish. " 

 " Oh. " 

 " So let's nab that round. " 

 " Nabbing a troll is a bad idea, Toots. I advise keeping at least a football field between you and a troll at all times. " 

 " Freddy, a regard! We could use one. Let's have a look. " 

 As they crept toward the cabin, cautiously avoiding sticks on the ground that could snap or impart that might crunch, they each take
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"Ph."

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GEOrge ran BACk To waRn them.

"Furry slouchINg sAsquatch lair?" asKed SteLlA.

"trOLL caBin," Whispered GEoRge.

"WiTH an actuAL tROLL inSIde?" Stella was cUrious; she haD NevEr seen A rEal TRoll beFore, sHe HAd oNly seen them In boOks. Seeing A real tROll was aLMost betTer thaN seEinG a reAL bEaR or A rEAl mOOsE.

"I dIDn't Look."

"Let's LoOk."

"trollS are TROUBle," sAid fredDy.

"TroLls can also graNt a Wish," SAid stellA.

"Says Who?" aSkEd GeoRge.

"It's In one Of My books at home," saId StElla. "If we cAn cApTurE a Troll, HE'll graNt uS a wIsh in exChange fOR hiS fREEDoM."

"Trolls stink," said FrEdDY, "ThEy almost Never bAThE."

"WHAt would wE wIsh For?" aSKEd GeoRge.

"HMM, lEt me see..." STella pUT hEr Finger tO hEr cheeK aNd lOokEd up aT The sKy in moCk concenTratiON. "Well, we might wiSH to be back in yoUR uNCLe'S RowbOat At the end of tHe AnDErseN cotTAgE doCK with Maybe SiX BaGS of gold and a dozen raiSeD glazeD dougHnuts. That mighT make a nice WISH, wouldn't You sAY?"

"BUT that's four wishEs."

"Not If it's all in THe same seNtencE."

"Says who?"

"says everyONE. If it's alL in The SamE seNTEnCe, it's one wish."

"OH."

"sO let'S nAb that tRolL."

"NabbinG a tRolL is A baD iDea, Toots. I Advise keEpInG aT lEasT a fooTBall fielD bEtwEeN yoU and a TRoll at All tiMes."

"FReDdY, A wiSh! We couLD uSE One. LEt'S hAve a LooK."

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atch guy."

"Yeah, be read y to run."  Geor gecre pt  bet ween  the trees and craw led and snuck up on an  anci en t  cab i nwitha slate sh i n gle  r oo f.Th e  c abinwas  so wea thered and  ov er grown with m o ss  that it p rac tically disa ppe ared i nt o t h e for est , and  Georg e  was s urprisedho w  small it was, i twasvery small, the f r on t  door was only  three  f e et h igh  an d—

George  r an ba c k to wa r nt h e m."Furry slouch ing Sasquat c h l air?"as ked Stella .

"T ro l l c abin," whis pere d George. 

"Wit h  an act u al trol l insi de? " S tell a  w as  cu ri o us; sh e h a d n ever see narealtrol l b e fore , s he h ad on ly seen theminbook s . S eeing  a re al t ro ll wa s almo st be tt er than seeinga re al bear o r a  r eal  m oose. 
"I di dn' t l ook."
"Let'sl ook ." " Tr olls are trouble,"  s a i dFreddy.
"Trol l sca n  also gr an t a  wis h , " sai d St e ll a.

"Say s who? "  a sk ed Geor ge .

"It 's  in  on e ofm y bo oks at  home,"saidS tella. "If wec an capture at ro l l ,h e'll  gr ant us a wi sh i n  exc hang e  f orh is fr eedom ." 
" T rolls stink," saidFr eddy,"they  almost never  bathe."
" W h at would  wew is h  for?" asked G eorge .

"Hmm, l e t me see ..."Stella p ut her fi n g er to he r c hee k a ndl o ok ed up at thes k y in  m ock con cen tration . " Wel l,wemi ght wishto be ba ck  i nyo uruncle ' s rowboa tatth e e nd of the An derse n co tt ag e  do ck with ma y b e si xba gs o f g ol d and  a d o zen  raised  glazed d oug h nuts .Th at migh t make a nice  w ish, would n' t y ou say ? " 

"But t hat's four wishes."

"N o t if it 'sall i n th e same se nte nce."
"S a ys who ?"

"S ays e ve ryo n e . Ifi t 's  al lin the sam e sen tence ,it's  one wi sh."

"Oh."

"So l e t's  nab that tro ll. "

" N a bb ing at rol li s a b ad idea, Toots.  I adviseke e pi ng at leas t  afo otballfield b etwee n  you an d a troll  at all t im es." "Fr eddy, a wi sh! We c ould useo ne. L e t' s hav e a  look. "
As  they  crept tow ard t he cab in , care fully  a voidingsticks on the ground th at cou ld sn apor leaves  th a t m ight crun ch,they eachtoo k
atch guy."

"Yeah,_be ready_to run." George crept_between the_trees_and crawled_and_snuck up on_an ancient cabin_with a slate shingle_roof. The cabin_was_so weathered and overgrown with moss that it practically disappeared into the forest, and_George_was surprised_how_small_it was, it was very_small, the front door was_only three_feet high and—

George ran back to warn them.

"Furry_slouching_Sasquatch lair?" asked_Stella.

"Troll cabin," whispered George.

"With an actual troll inside?" Stella_was curious; she had never seen_a real troll_before,_she_had only seen them_in books. Seeing a real troll_was almost better than seeing a_real bear or a real moose.

"I didn't_look."

"Let's look."

"Trolls are trouble," said Freddy.

"Trolls_can also grant a wish,"_said Stella.

"Says_who?" asked George.

"It's in one_of my books_at home,"_said Stella. "If_we can capture a troll, he'll_grant us a_wish in exchange for his freedom."

"Trolls_stink,"_said Freddy, "they_almost_never_bathe."

"What would_we wish for?"_asked_George.

"Hmm, let_me_see..." Stella put her finger to_her_cheek and looked up at the sky_in mock concentration. "Well,_we_might wish to be_back in your uncle's rowboat_at the end of the Andersen_cottage dock_with maybe_six bags of gold and a dozen raised glazed doughnuts. That_might make a nice wish, wouldn't_you say?"

"But that's four_wishes."

"Not if_it's_all in the_same_sentence."

"Says who?"

"Says_everyone. If it's all in the same_sentence, it's_one wish."

"Oh."

"So let's nab that troll."

"Nabbing_a troll is a_bad_idea, Toots. I advise keeping at_least a football field between you_and a troll at all_times."

"Freddy,_a_wish! We could use one._Let's have a look."

As they crept_toward the cabin,_carefully avoiding sticks on the ground that_could_snap or leaves that might crunch,_they_each took