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BINGISM.
Both boys lived breathlessly through a magnificent moment.
"Leave me have it!" gasped Penrod.

"Leave me have hold of it!" "You wait a minute!" Sam protested, in a whisper.

"I want to show you how I do." "No; you let me show you how _I_ do!" Penrod insisted; and they scuffled for possession.
"Look out!" Sam whispered warningly.

"It might go off." "Then you better leave me have it!" And Penrod, victorious and flushed, stepped back, the weapon in his grasp.