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He patted the horse's thin neck. "Come, ol' feller, I'll stuff you with good oats fer once," he promised. Stanhope groped his way to him, placed his hands gently on the heaving shoulders, and there they remained until Billy, with a long sigh, raised his swimming eyes. "Not a bit. I'll run in to his dock tonight, an' tell him.".
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"Is that why people don't go near your place, 'cause they're scared of the dogs?" Billy asked. "You're right, Deacon," spoke Cobin Keeler. Then Maurice Keeler whistled. "Whew! Ain't he the old human icicle?" he asked. He sighed and turned to glance back at the cottage resting in the hardwood grove. It looked very homey, very restful to him, beneath its vines of clustering wild-grape and honeysuckle. It was home—home it must be always. And Mary loved it just as he loved it; this he knew. She was a fine woman, a great helpmate, a wonderful wife and mother. She was fair minded too. She loved Billy quite as much as she loved her own son, Anson. Billy must be more careful, more thoughtful of her comfort. He would have a heart to heart talk with his son, he told himself as he went on to the barn..
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