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"Well, you go along to the milkhouse an' lick the cream off a pan of milk. It'll settle that Injun turnip quick." "Which one?" Maurice asked sarcastically. "The good one er the blacked one?" Mrs. Burke had brought in a plate of cookies. Erie took one and held it up, as an enticement to Croaker..
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