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"Joe says that's only a little dab of a start," said she. "Cree-mo-nee!" said Sol, his mouth standing open like a mussel shell in the sun. "When'll they be ripe?" "Next spring." "Which?" queried Sol, perking his head in puzzled and impertinent way, very much as the rooster had done a little while before him.
After a little he came back and stood before Joe's door, with his long legs far apart, studying the prisoner calculatively, as a farmer stands when he estimates the weight of a hog. "Cree-mo-nee!" said he. He laughed then, much to Joe's confusion, and totally beyond his comprehension. The sheriff left him with that. From the passage his laugh came back.
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