"I say no, Tom," the other returned, surlily. "It won't be safe there. Somebody'll be sure to find it.",
"Joe," he commanded, "go back home," and the collie lay down on the path, head between his forepaws.,
Slowly Billy lowered the charm and looked at Harry. The old man sat, puffing his short pipe, a derisive grin on his unshaven lips..
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