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Two or three Sundays after they had come to the dam, Bob and Jerry found themselves with a day on their hands. “No, I reckon I’ll let you go alone. Me for the high places!” To the boys’ great joy, they found they had come out of the canyon at a point only twenty miles from the railroad. They determined to hike for it the next day. Before they started the next morning, Bob had an idea..
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Little Thumbling had overheard all they said, for having found out, as he lay in his bed, that they were talking of their affairs, he got up quietly and crept under his father's stool, so as to listen to what they were saying without been seen. He went to bed again, but did not sleep a wink the rest of the night, thinking what he should do. He got up early, and went down to the banks of the stream; there he filled his pockets with small white pebbles, and then returned home. They set out all together, and Little Thumbling said not a word to his brothers of what he had overheard. They entered a very thick forest, wherein, at ten paces distant, they could not see one another. The woodcutter began to cut wood, and the children to pick up brushwood for the faggots. The father and mother, seeing them busy at work, gradually stole farther and farther away from them, and then suddenly ran off down a little winding path. “Not a bit—only wish I’d thought of it. Was the old man pleased?” He had turned towards the door as he was speaking and the words died in his throat as the door flew open and a dusty form stepped into the lighted room. “Didn’t you get enough water in the Labyrinth?” laughed Jerry..
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