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Nell confessed she had heard of it. Nell confessed she had heard of it. “That ole bantam has shore got some speeditood,” reflected Moses, in gasps, as he made several futile plunges for Tillie..
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“Nothin’.” “Here, slow-pokes, drop yer carrots in this here bin.” He indicated an empty oat-bin. “I knew it!” Billy panted feverishly. “The Ha’nt!” Heedless of the dog running with his nose close to the ground, Billy rushed on. His shirt was torn, his trousers hanging by one suspender, his shoes cut and one tap turned back. Ashes whitened his hair; though at the back a dark mat was still damp from oozing blood,—the handkerchief that had bound it had been torn off by a twitching twig. His smarting eyes watered so that he could hardly see his way. Yet of all this he was unconscious. Weariness, pain, his cracked and bleeding lips,—he knew nothing of them, felt nothing. “That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism..
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