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CHAPTER VII THE FIGHT “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned. Howard Eliot having left his charges safely at home went to his lonely ranch haunted by rebellious thoughts which Mrs. Wopp would have translated, “Here endeth my knowledge of the female speeshie.”.
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