He was already several paces away, anxious to overtake the wagon. Billy stood looking after him, a frown on his brow. "Gibson's Grove," he repeated. "So that's where Gibson's Grove is!" Then the message which the strangers had sent by old Harry might have had some significance, after all.,
He patted the horse's thin neck. "Come, ol' feller, I'll stuff you with good oats fer once," he promised.,
LaRose had crawled to shore and sat dripping and sniffling on the bank..
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