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"Gee whitticker!" gasped Billy, "you must been havin' an argument with a mule. Who give you that black eye an' split lip, Anse?" "Why, maybe you're right," agreed Mrs. Keeler, "an' I do declare! I've got some hoarhound right here in this basket. Ain't it lucky I sent fer it?" "Fine; keepin' up as well as though you saw right where you're goin'. They're only a little ahead now.".
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Mr Lawrence made a step and quickly picked up the knife and drew back again, conscious that the fixed gaze will often awake a slumberer even from deep repose. He stood close to the door viewing this picture of a sleeping girl in a ship's little cabin irradiated by a dim light, whose motions, with the rolling and the pitching of the ship, filled the darkling interior with a hundred dancing spectres. His marine ear would take no heed of the voices of the ship in that cabin, the groans and murmurs, the low whistlings and rusty strainings. This was a concert which his seasoned sense of hearing must miss or overlook in his perception of the picture he viewed. Mrs. Wilson started so at his words that she rammed the cake of soap into Anson's mouth. "Joe," he commanded, "go back home," and the collie lay down on the path, head between his forepaws. Billy took his eyes from the pair of dead ducks, floating shoreward and turned wonderingly to his companion..
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