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"Is that why people don't go near your place, 'cause they're scared of the dogs?" Billy asked. "Well, that's my place," answered Stanhope. "How am I navigating, Billy?" CHAPTER VII WHERE IS THE MINORCA?.
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"You mean your horse, Jim," corrected Billy. "I have wondered why he keeps coming here," she said slowly. "You scarcely need his companionship, now you are busy with your duties. But there," she broke off with a smile, "I have no right to doubt his sincerity; I am sure he has never spoken one word to me that he should not speak and I know he is really fond of you." "Gollies! Is that so? Well he couldn't hurt the black snake; that's one sure thing." They had topped a wooded hill and were descending into a wide green valley, studded with clumps of red willows and sloping towards a winding stretch of pale green rushes through which the white face of the creek flashed as though in a smile of welcome. Red winged blackbirds clarioned shrilly from rush and cat-tail. A brown bittern rose solemnly and made across the marsh in ungainly flight. A blue crane, frogging in the shallows, paused in its task with long neck stretched, then got slowly to wing, long pipe-stem legs thrust straight out behind. A pair of nesting black ducks arose with soft quacks and drifted up and out, bayward..
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