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Anson got out of bed, his white legs gleaming in the yellow lamp-light as he tiptoed softly across to Billy's cot and lay down. "Walter Watland." Billy did so. Then, there being nothing more left to do, he stepped back to watch the fireworks. "Gollies!" exulted Maurice. Then uncertainty in his tones, "A feller 'ud have to be a mighty good shot to do that though, Bill.".