Lena Keshvari

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Mr. Cricket 

Mr. Cricket 

"Stop, I protest," yelled Arthur, crawling out of his hole, panting as Mr. Cricket dived to catch the trophy. Everyone looked at Arthur surprised.

"Protest? I don't understand," said Mr. Cricket frowning quite confused and at the same time relieved that he had caught the trophy.

"What are you doing?", asked Henry teasingly.