"But I ain't, Bill. Cross my heart, I ain't," protested Anson. "Why should I be?",
"We'll fix that," Billy promised, as he slipped away through the darkness toward the light which glimmered through the trees.,
"I guess your Dad don't think much of us folks down here, does he?" Billy asked..
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