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I made no reply. He looked momentous, leaned to me sidewise with a hand horizontally across his mouth, and whispered a name. It was new to me. "Charlie Toliver?" I murmured, for we were at the tent door.

"Why, what does all this mean?" asked Miss Harper amid her nieces' cries.

Rills of perspiration tickled my back like flies. "Can't one man do the work?"

"Why, then?"

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