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EMILIE POULSSON Foot by foot they made their way through the tunnel of dread. Cold fear clutched at the heart of each boy, for any moment disaster might come in one of a hundred ways—and they couldn’t see it coming! “What was the scheme the cattlemen had decided upon?” Whitney wanted to know..
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