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Harry held his breath and watched him, fascinated, as he proceeded to trace the ring.,Wilson whistled. "What in the world does he want with that swamp, I wonder?" he cried.,"It's the left hind foot of a grave-yard rabbit," said Billy, proudly exhibiting the charm.,"And that's where Harry found the stolen stuff," mused Wilson. "What else, Billy?",Billy's mind worked with lightning speed.,"Mr Lawrence has a beautiful voice," said[Pg 78] Lucy. "How touchingly he sang 'Tom Bowling'!",Suddenly the spaniel's tail commenced beating a soft tattoo on the rush floor and Billy's grip tightened on the walnut stock.,"Is Maurice asleep?" whispered the woman.,"Jest a minute, young man." Caleb's voice was stern. "I see you've cut your own and your best gal's initials onto my new bench. Did you have much trouble doin' it, might I ask?","Down feedin' his pets, most likely," answered his father as he went out. A moment or two later Billy came in. The boys seated themselves in their places and ate their breakfast in silence.,"You heard?" Billy asked in awed tones.,Her father nodded. "I'll bet a cookie that was Billy's old muzzle loader I heard down in the duck-ponds about daylight," he laughed. "Maybe," he added hopefully, "he'll fetch us a brace of ducks.".