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"Hokey-pokey Bamboo Brake— Billy was silent, busy with his own thoughts. They crossed the bridge, passed through a beech ridge and descended a mossy slope to the Causeway fence. As they sat for a moment's rest on its topmost rail, Hinter spoke abruptly. "I saw you fighting your way across the swamp this afternoon, Billy. Weren't you taking a useless risk?" "Say, fellers, let me stay with you an' we'll split three ways, eh?" suggested Anson..
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