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“All ready?” cried Captain Billy. “Are you ready, Ladybird?” “Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth. “Billy, let me plan,” May Nell interposed. “We’ll work hard to fix up the Lodge before Jean has to go home. I’ll stay and wait for you, and Bouncer with me; and I’ll search for my Idean vine. I must have something that will do for that. I wish I could find a real one.”.
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