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Maurice had rolled backward off the log, the while he emitted cries that would have done a scalp-hunting Indian credit. "Three cheers fer Bill!" he yelled. "He discovered Lost Man's Swamp oil field. Trigger Finger Tim ain't got nuthin' on our Bill." "He says, if you don't mind, to come about ten or 'leven o'clock," said Billy. "You bet," Maurice managed to answer..
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