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Maurice whistled. "Well I'll be jiggered!" he exclaimed. "I wish't I'd knowed that. Say, tell you what I'll do. I'll sneak up through the woods an' whistle Joe over here now." "Hello," Anson accosted. "Goin' to school?" "Go outside," he whispered. "Please do; I kin stand anythin', but I don't want you to see it.".
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That evening, as he drove the cattle down along the Causeway for water he met two teams of horses hauling loads of greasy-looking timbers and black, oily pipes. The men who drove the teams were strangers to him. Scroggie, or Heir Scroggie, as he was now commonly called in the neighborhood, sat beside the driver of one of the wagons. "The Devil," said the Admiral, "is very bountiful to his servants in his gifts of opportunity." Maurice was compelled to quicken his steps in order to keep up to the long strides of the anxious woman. Suddenly he halted. "Missis Wilson," he said, "you fergot to take that last pan o' cookies out'a the oven." CHAPTER VII WHERE IS THE MINORCA?.
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