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Without so much as another word the boys went up the path. "That's the boys," Billy told himself. "I've gotta move fast." "There is little that I would not do to oblige you, sir," answered Mr Lawrence, and going to the piano he stood beside it, as though waiting for Lucy to seat herself at the instrument. "I say the boys found the old sow, Ma!" Cobin shouted..