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Billy lifted the pails and turned up the path. "My name is Stanhope; Frank Stanhope." "Oh, so she's your gal, is she?" Caleb thrust his hands deep into his pockets, striving hard to keep his face stern. "How long you and Ann been sweetheartin'?" he asked..
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