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Bob made one last effort. The whole garden with its crooked old trees and newly planted young ones was overflowing with fruit: big and little pears, red apples, yellow apples, and oh! any quantity of plums—yellow plums bursting with ripeness, great juicy blue plums, and those sweet ones of a reddish purple color. Hurrah! “Be off with yourself, boy!” he would always say if Johnny Blossom but put his nose in at the stable door..
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Of course there were several boys hanging around there—Aaron, Stephen, and Carl. Otherwise not even a cat was to be seen. Streets and wharf were deserted in the quiet noon hour. Mrs. Lind sat nodding upon the deck. Nils lounged on some bags at the front of the boat, amusing himself making faces. Mr. Lind was probably up in the town doing errands. “Well. We’ll just have to shake them off.” “You’ve been bully to me, Dad.” “Yes, here he is,” piped a shrill, boyish voice from the doorway..
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