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CHAPTER I LUCY ACTON "But with the two of 'em," cried Billy eagerly, "we kin surely find the will, Harry." His last words were drowned in the wind. Already he was dragging the punt from the reeds. A moment later Stanhope heard the dip of his oars as he rounded the point and put the tiny craft into the seas and his cheerful hail, "I'll be back soon, teacher.".
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