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"Are ye speaking to me?" said old John. Billy found himself, face down, on the wet moss. Maurice was tugging at his arm. The stricken tree had burst into flame, beneath the ghostly light of which path, creek and pine-grove stood out clear-limned as a cameo against a velvet background. Billy noted this as he sat dazedly up. He and Maurice were alone; old Harry had vanished. So hummed old Harry as he stirred the potatoes and wet his vocal chords, occasionally, from the jug at his feet..
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