"Oh, Acton," exclaimed the Admiral, "nothing that you can say could approach what I feel, could express what I suffer.",
"Jest a minute, young man." Caleb's voice was stern. "I see you've cut your own and your best gal's initials onto my new bench. Did you have much trouble doin' it, might I ask?",
"Sure I will," agreed Croaker. He hopped down and started pigeon-toeing across the glade, peering back to see if Billy were coming..
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