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"Two thousand nine hundred and forty dollars," Low announced, and Billy jumped up. Billy's face cracked into a grin which he was careful to turn from his step-brother. "How'd you like to do all the firin' an' get all the reward, Anse?" he suggested. "I've got a milk-snake here that I want'a get put safe away in the root-house afore Ma takes in the lantern. Maurice'll come along an' help me stow him away." Whether Lucy would have replied to this cannot be known, for just then the hand stationed aloft sung out: "Sail ho!".
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