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"What's she a-doing' of here?" enquired Pledge, pulling away his plate heavy with meat and fat. "Well you needn't worry; if I get beat up it won't be on your account, I kin tell you that. I don't aim to let anybody throw clubs at my pets, though. You drive the cattle on down; I'm goin' up to the grove." "What! Tonight?".
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