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“Where’s the Boss?” he demanded of the Chinaman who served Mr. Whitney. “Gone to bed?” “Right,” answered the boy and the trio moved on, only to be stopped again a hundred feet further on and the same order passed. “It was queer there weren’t more, but none of the apples would fall in the basket, and they would whack right down on the ground, and so they got bruised—and then we ate them, you see, Mother.”.
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The man then showed Johnny over the whole steamer. Above one of the hammocks hung a picture of the same two boys; and when they came to this, the man laughed again and laid his hand upon his heart. “They’re coming!” “I’m game.” And with this Jerry turned on his heel and walked off. At the door he flung back, “If we’re going on that train you’d better hit the hay soon. You’ll need all the strength you’ve got.” Johnny did not see anything to laugh at, yet they laughed harder than ever..
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