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"But that's shure the ould man's secret, Billy," pleaded Harry. "It's not a foine chap as ye are would be wheedlin' it out av me, now?" Maurice glanced at the message, then his face fell. "Oh blame it all!" he muttered, "another of Bill's sign letters; looks like a fence that's been struck by lightnin'." Hope stirred in Anson's fear ridden soul—hope which Billy remorselessly killed with his next words..
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That night as he was undressing for bed Mrs. Wilson came softly up the stairs, a tumbler half filled with a smoky liquid in one hand, a black strap in the other. That night, after separating from Maurice, Billy went over to the Stanhope cottage. It was late but Frank Stanhope was standing beside the white gate, his arms folded on its top, his chin upon them. "Hello!" exclaimed the startled deacon. "Why, bless us, it's a boy! Who are you, and what do you want?" CHAPTER X IN LOST MAN'S SWAMP.
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