"It's mighty queer," Billy confessed. "But you see, if that little bird was wise, she'd scoop that crow black bird's egg out o' her nest, instead of hatchin' it.",
"Again and again, madam, whilst her timbers held.",
Erie was standing against the gate, her arms stretched along its top, hands clenching its rough pickets..
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