“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”,
“There’s a better way,” Billy called, when the deputy leading started to climb back as he had come. “Follow the creek; there’s a trail.”,
“Let me go, please!” he pleaded. “There’s a little girl, our refugee, over there, fainted, I think, perhaps—dead.”.
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