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"Well, I know!" ejaculated Obed half to himself. "I didn’t think of that way
of puttin’ it. You’re a cute fellow, Fletcher."
"Thank you, Mr. Stackpole. Now I will have my smoke;" and Fletcher,
though he did not care for it, by way of removing any lingering suspicion,
lit his pipe and puffed away with apparent pleasure.
