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"That's Deacon Ringold's buck-board," Billy informed his chum, drawing him behind an alder-screened stump. "Say, ain't he drivin'? Somebody must be sick at his place." Then as the complaining vehicle swept into sight from around the curve, "By crackey, Maurice, your Pa's ridin' with him." "Yes, sir," answered Lucy. "I paid her a visit with papa when she returned home before this voyage, but I was never in her cabin." Apparently the boy did not hear the first question. "Mr. Ringold," he whispered, "I waited here to see you. The Sandtown fishermen are comin' to rob your orchard tonight.".
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"Then come on!" shouted Billy. Ringold nodded approval. "All right, Neighbor Watland. Anybody else got anythin' to say?" "Which one?" Maurice asked sarcastically. "The good one er the blacked one?" "You mean your horse, Jim," corrected Billy..
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