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No, Johnny Blossom had never thought of such a thing. He shut his eyes tight so as to know how it would seem to be blind. Oh, dear, it must be dreadful! Think of everything being dark—always, always dark! “If we can only get behind the Tongue,” said Tellef. CHAPTER VIII BOB’S CHANCE.
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