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"Gee! Bill, we oughta find it if we get Harry to help, but I can't see how I'm goin' to get away," said Maurice ruefully. If Maddoc was surprised, he did not show it. "You struck oil, I see, Jacobs." "Ay, your honour," answered the fellow with a grin decidedly above a clown's intelligence..
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