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"A pile of good your talkin''ll do," she cried. "I'm goin' to talk things over with that boy with a hickory ram-rod, jest as soon as I feel he's proper asleep; that's what I'm goin' to do! Who's trainin' that boy, you er me?" she demanded. "No doubt. She'd light up a wide area." "Teacher," he said. "She's gotta be told about this. You know how she always hoped——".
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