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The Parson was staggering up the shingle-bank, the boy in his arms. At the top he paused, heaving like an earthquake, and looked back on his scampering pursuers. "Yes, my beauties," he panted. "You just won't do it." Knapp, keen as a terrier, bobbed up at his side. "Shall I charge em, sir?" his little brown eyes bursting with desire "me and the boy. Down the ill and into em plippety-plumpety-plop!
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