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Brownsmith’s Boy

CHAPTER TWELVE
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"He climbed up the wall and kicked me backwards.
Didn't you catch one ?" "No.

They skiddled off like rabbuts, and the one I tried to run down dodged me in the dark, and when I heerd him he was close up to the fence t'other side, and got away.

Didn't I give it some of 'em though!" "Oh! I do wish we had caught one," I exclaimed; and then I felt as if I did not wish so, especially as the boy I had chased was George Day.
"They didn't get the pears," said Shock suddenly; and now it struck me that we had suddenly grown to be wonderfully talkative, and the best of friends.
"No," I replied, "I don't think they got the pears.

Let's go and see." We trudged off, I for my part feeling very stiff, and as if all the excitement had gone out of the adventure; and in a minute we were feeling about under the pear-trees, and kicking against fallen fruit.
"Here she is," said Shock suddenly.

"Big bag.


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