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"I've been waitin' for you and now I'm goin' to lick you," he said. Lawyer Maddoc and Doctor Cavinalt had gone back to Cleveland, promising to return every fall so long as their welcome held out and Billy was there to guide them about and save their lives, if necessary. "Och! Billy O'Shune can't ye whistle t' me,.
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"What you want'a do, Croaker?" he asked, stroking the bird's neck feathers smooth. "Send the people about and make enquiries," answered Captain Acton. "She is making calls. It is the Minorca that has disappeared." "Please sir, don't whip her," he said, pleadingly. "I'll own up. It was me that put the sulphur in the stove." A little later they went back up the road, side by side. Ringdo having heard the call of the forest-creek had strayed into the tangle, perhaps hoping to find a fat frog which had not yet sought its winter sleeping-bog. They paused to watch a red squirrel flash along the zig-zag fence and halt, with twitching tail, as the chatter of the black he was pursuing came down to him from swaying hickory tree-top. High overhead a flock of crows passed silently, black hurtling bodies seeming to brush the grey, low hanging skies as they melted into distance. High above, the shrill whistle of wings told of wild ducks seeking the marshes and the celery beds of the bay..
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