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"No, er the buried money," sighed Cobin. "That won't hurt him; he's always tired anyway," rejoined Billy. "But we'd best go." Mrs. Wilson remained thoughtful. Billy, watching her with furtive speculation, hoped from the relaxing lines in her brow that all was well with the world once more. Hope became an assurance with her next words..
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