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"I don't shoot quail any more," Billy answered. "I've got to know 'em too well, I guess. You see," in answer to the other boy's look of surprise, "when a feller gets to know what chummy, friendly little beggars they are, he don't feel like shootin' 'em." "Why?" "Who are you, anyway?" asked Scroggie as he got groggily to his feet..
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