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"So you're digging up the bachelor-buttons, Mrs. Molly?" the doctor asked as he leaned over the gate. I went on digging without looking up at him. I couldn't look up because I was blushing still worse. Sometimes I hate that man, and if he wasn't Billy's father I wouldn't be as friendly with him as I am. But somebody has to look after Billy. "On three charges. First, that he thieved the devil-stick; second, that he killed Maurice; and third, that he stole the lad's body." "I did, sir.".
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