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Maurice stood up. "Where's Bill now?" he asked. "I have wondered why he keeps coming here," she said slowly. "You scarcely need his companionship, now you are busy with your duties. But there," she broke off with a smile, "I have no right to doubt his sincerity; I am sure he has never spoken one word to me that he should not speak and I know he is really fond of you." "Ay," answered Pledge, "and I wondered what there was between ye to keep ye so busy in talk.".
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"Stop your blarney, Harry. I tell you I'll give you no more whisky, and by ding! that goes!" Mrs. Wilson gazed sternly at Billy. "Willium, do you take Anson's tarts and pie?" she asked ominously. Billy passed on slowly after his cows, up through the spicy pines to the pebbled beach of the lake, pondering for a solution to the biggest problem his young mind had ever had to wrestle with. He seated himself on the prow of the big fish-boat, his eyes on the thirsty cattle now belly-deep in the blue water, drinking their fill. Along the shore stood the big reels used for holding the seines and nets when not in use. The twine had been newly coal-tarred and the pungent odor of the tar mingled pleasingly with the breath of pine and the sweet freshness of the sun-warmed water. "That's old Harry and his tin whistle," muttered Caleb, "Glory be! but can't he jest make that thing sing?".
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