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"You are either a very brave boy or a very foolish one," said Hinter. "Will you tell me what prompted you to dare what no other person in the Settlement would dare! Was it simply curiosity?","Coming up from behind, so Moll says.","Not yourn? Then whose is it?" she cried in amazement.,"I have met with several. To which did he refer?","All five thousand miles, sir.","A gap? Hully Gee!",Wilson did not answer. He was listening for the stairs to creak, telling him that Billy had left his eaves-dropping for the security of the loft.,CHAPTER VIII WHERE IS LUCY?,Billy arose and moving softly to the stove picked up the harmless milk snake, squirming and protesting, from the warm floor. O'Dule watched him with fascinated eyes. The big cat had risen and with back fur and tail afluff spit vindictively as Billy passed out through the door.,Billy shook him off. "Look here, Harry," he said, "You're seein' things. There ain't no snakes in here—no birds neither. You come along outside with me." He grasped the Irishman by the arm and started toward the door.,Jim shook his head. "Promised Billy Wilson I'd sit with him," he said. "Kin you tell me where he's goin' to sit?",Anson, sitting slit-eyed and gleeful close beside him, received the slap with a force that knocked his face into his porridge bowl..