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"Your name's Scroggie, ain't it?" Billy asked. The teacher advanced, his fears at rest. "My name is Johnston," he said, "George G. Johnston. I was directed here, sir. You are Mr. Keeler, are you not, one of the trustees of the school of which I am to have charge?" "Old Harbour Town, England," responded Captain Weaver..
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