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"Who?" Billy shook his head. "I dunno," he replied. "That's a hard question to answer." Scarcely had the three seated themselves on the top rail of the yard fence than from all directions other pupils of the Settlement began to arrive. Sand Sharkers, sullen and defiant, holding themselves apart, came in one big group..
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"But a small bit av a chune, Billy. A bit av a lilt on me whistle, now." "Look here, Bill," cried Maurice. "You don't want'a hurt Teacher Stanhope's feelin's, do you!" Each spring the farmers attended the fishermen's annual bee of pile-driving, which meant the placing of the stakes for the pound nets—a dangerous and thankless task. Wet, weary and hungry, they would return to their homes at night with considerable more faith in the reward that comes of helping one's fellow-men than in the promise of the fishermen to keep them supplied, gratis, with all the fresh fish they needed during the season. He stiffened himself, and saluted her by a flourish of his hand to his brow, and answered: "Just about middling, thank you, Miss.".
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