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Eric took to his heels and sped like an arrow across the beach and up to the forest. Johnny Blossom sprang after him, throwing the boat-hook on the wharf as he went. He never thought of his clothes until he was in the woods. Olea the cook knitted slowly and thoughtfully. “Don’t you do it! It’s really my turn.”.
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The next thing to decide was whether the time had come to tell Mr. Whitney what he had learned. This was easy. He did not have a complete case yet and would not until Ted came back with some sort of report. “What is that you say? Speak out, my boy.” “You may be sure we can,” answered Johnny Blossom, with a very superior air. “Mother, Mother!” roared Nils. “Hurry! There are thieves at the apples! Oh, hurry!”.
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