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"Send a boat and we'll give you what you want!" shouted Weaver. "He's gone," Maurice answered his chum's look. "Took to his heels when the lightnin' struck that elm. The shock knocked us both down. He was gone when I come to." "Up to the mouth. There's green bass up there an' lots of small frogs, if we need 'em, fer bait.".
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