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“What do you think will be the first move? Did you hear anything definite?” “Well. We’ll just have to shake them off.” “P’r’aps—p’r’aps it goes through a cave,” suggested Bob. “I’ve read about underground rivers, haven’t you?”.
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“If I could be sure he wouldn’t do any more harm—” Bob—that was the horse’s name—knew Johnny whenever he went into the stable; there was no doubt about that, for the little horse would turn around in his stall and whinny at the sound of the boy’s step or voice. Of course Johnny always had sugar for him and brushed his pretty coat for him every day—dear, cunning little Bob! The stout gentleman had a tight grip on Johnny’s little red ear. He scarcely dared to speak, so very risky was the walking; but when he could take hold of one of the veranda posts, he called:.
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