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"I can't, ma'am, it's locked," and in proof of his assurance, Pledge turned the handle and shook the door.,Anson shook his head. "I don't want'a go duck-shootin'," he said. "I know jest what you fellers 'ud do; you'd get me in all the bog-holes an' make me carry your ducks. No sir, I'm goin' to tell Ma.",He picked up his hat and bounded outside. He found Croaker seated on the chicken yard fence, gravely surveying his ancient and mortal enemy, the old game cock, and whispering guttural insults that fairly made the rooster bristle with anger.,"I'll return soon," Hinter promised. "Don't worry about anything. A speedy recovery—and good night.",Billy held out the pan to his chum and waited until Maurice had filled his pockets. Then he asked: "Where's she gone?","And he left no address behind?" questioned Mr. Johnston.,"Croaker," Erie called. At the sound of her voice the crow stopped trying to tear the nosepiece from the lens and cocked his head side-wise.,"Yes ma'am. I guess she'll never be able to use it ag'in.","I wish, madam," said he, "that you would return to the piano at which we interrupted you.,Billy turned. "I didn't say I ate Anson's pie an' cake, Ma," he said gently. "I didn't take it 'cause I wanted it.","Let's have it.","There you go, ag'in," cried Billy. "How many times have I gotta tell you, Maurice, that Trigger Finger Tim never used writin'. He used symbols—that's what he used. Do you know what a symbol is, you poor blockhead?".