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Billy shifted uneasily in his seat. He was sorry now that he had not paid closer attention to the reading of the lesson. "No, sir, no!" cried the Admiral in a deep, trembling voice. "He's always right," commented Scraff, who owed the deacon a couple of hundred dollars. "An'," he added, "while we're hangin' strictly to Bible teachin', might it not be a good idea fer us not to let our left hand know what our right hand's doin'?".
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