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"Please, sir, Rattler's playin' at the fire." "Come back to your place, sir!" cried the master, sternly. Martin returned in haste, and resumed his position in the class. As he did so he observed that his fore-finger was covered with soot.
I think the old rattler has killed something too big for him to swallow, and he's keeping guard and won't let me chickens have it. I'm just sure, from the way the birds have acted out there all summer, that it is the rattler's den. You watch them now. See the way they dip and then rise, frightened like!" Suddenly McLean turned toward him with blanching face "Freckles!" he cried.
He had seen the trail looping around the spot where the rattler's length had been coiled in the sand, or where a tentative hoof had opened the squirrel's hole. On a night of brilliant moonshine, he had watched through his glass while Alcatraz galloped madly, tossing head and tail, and neighing at a low-swooping owl.
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