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"He went with me to the foot of the Causeway last night, ag'in," he said softly.,"Gollies!" exclaimed Maurice. "It's your rabbit foot charm. Where d'you find it, Bill?","You, Anse!" came Mrs. Wilson's voice. "Have I gotta limber you up with the strap, after all?","I'm here, ma'am," answered Pledge.,"Look ye," he cried, holding it aloft. "The fairies' magic arrer, ut is, an' ut niver fails t' fall on the spot where the treasure lies hidden. Foind Scroggie's buried money ut would have long ago if ut wasn't fer the ould man's spirrut that roams the grove. As I told ye afore, ut's no charm ag'in the spirruts av the departed, as yon grave-yard rabbit's fut is.","How 'bout quail?",Billy climbed the rail fence and crossed the basswood swale to the highland. He approached the beech grove cautiously and peered about him. Seated on a log at the lower end of a grassy glade was a boy about his own age, a boy with round, bullet head poised on a thick neck set between square shoulders.,"Bill," Anson's voice was shaking, "I don't feel like sleepin' longside this winder. That awful thing might come shinnin' up that tree an' gulp me up. I'm goin' down and ask Ma if I can't sleep out in the shed with Moll an' the pups.","Whose parcels are them, Ann?" he questioned.,"Who said that?" shouted Mr Lawrence, with the blood red in his face.,"From Oozles.","I'm well, thanks," and Billy gazed innocently back into Caleb's eyes. "I hope your rheumatiz is better, Mr. Spencer.".