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"It's Croaker," Billy whispered. "Stand right still, Lou, an' we'll watch an' find out what his game is." A red squirrel came scampering across the open sod before them, pausing as he sensed their presence, then springing to the trunk of a sapling the better to look them over. "Stop your blarney, Harry. I tell you I'll give you no more whisky, and by ding! that goes!".
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"But the snakes an' turtles!" wailed the marooned pair. "Mr Lawrence has a beautiful voice," said[Pg 78] Lucy. "How touchingly he sang 'Tom Bowling'!" The footman disappeared. Billy considered. "I'll try," he promised, "but it's goin' to take a whole lot of coaxin' to do it. That old witchcoon has been prowlin' down through the tamarack swale huntin' copperhead snakes for a week now, gettin' ready to do fer somebody er other.".
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