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"I see 'em," his friend whispered back. "Gosh! looks as though they're goin' to tramp right onto us." She dropped the yellow blossoms on the mound and they went out into the sunshine together and gathered more. When they had finished the task they went across to the weedy plot in which stood the tumble-down hut. There, seated side by side beneath a gnarled wild-apple tree, Billy told her all he had to tell her, and heard her say, just as he knew she would say, "Billy, I'm glad." "Of course," said Captain Acton, "he is well up in navigation?".
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