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"Down opposite the punt. I'm goin' t' strip an' swim across after her." "Well, run along then. I best keep right on. Your poor Ma'll be needin' me." Billy ducked into the path through the grove and Anson resumed his reluctant pace toward the Valley School. On the bridge across Levee creek he came up with Elgin Scraff. Elgin was standing with his arms on the bridge rail, looking dejectedly down into the water..
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