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"No, he ain't agoin'; and now, not another of your fool questions. Slick your hair down and go at once. Do you hear me?" "We shall be thankful to receive any news of Miss Lucy Acton," said Captain Acton, with that collectedness of manner which implies the glazing by a vigorous will of passions growing turbulent. "He thinks you're guyin' him," said the other man. "How's he to know what you mean by 'fishin'-outfit?' He likely thinks you mean a rod and reel. Better push along and mind your own business. Next thing you're goin' to say is somethin' about 'shootin' a well,' and if Jacobs gets to hear of that kinder talk—".
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Wilson, striving to keep his face grave, nodded. "That's how it's been, I guess, Mary. He kin no more help pickin' up every snake and animal he comes across then he kin help breathin'. But he don't mean any harm, Billy don't." "It's the left hind foot of a grave-yard rabbit," said Billy, proudly exhibiting the charm. "Ringdo, you old sweetheart!" cried the girl and, reaching for the big swamp-coon, gathered him into her arms. Billy grinned..
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