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The woman stood frowning and considering. "Well," she said at length. "I'll go an' have Anson come fer you but you see you don't budge an inch till he comes." "Umph! I'm not so green as I look. I know whose they be. They're Ann's." CHAPTER I BILLY WILSON'S STRATEGY.

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