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where I drop in sometimes toward noon. I ’ve picked up a lot from the men.”
“Well—I’m certainly obliged to you,” said Philip. “It would n’t have been exactly pleasant to have had fragments of iron flying about the heads of our visitors. I’m glad to have the thing fixed before Tom comes back. He hesitated about letting me take the launch, but I was sure that I could manage it.”
“Come, Philip,” called Mrs. Barlow, from the “Balloon,” “we ’re waiting to have you show us about.”
