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CH. III
TERMINATIONS
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He considered.
"I reely don't think I was thinking of anything," he said at last with a smile. "No."
He still rested on his oars.
"I expect," he said, "I was thinking jest what a Rum Go everything is. I expect it was something like that."
"Queer old Artie!"
"Ain't I? I don't suppose there ever was a chap quite like me before."
He reflected for just another minute. "Oo! I dunno," he said, and roused himself to pull.
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