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"Got up," said Shock sulkily

"Who told you to come?"

"No one He's come, ain't he?"

"That's no reason why you should coive's holt o' that whip, and I'll flick him down like I would a

fly"

"No, no; don't hurt hi

that noise for, Shock?"

"He calls that singing," cried Ike, spitting on the ground in his

disgust "He calls that singing He's been lying on his back, howling

up at the sky like a sick dog, and he calls that singing Here, give us

that whip"

"No, no, Ike; let him be"

"Yes; he'd better," cried Shock defiantly

"Yes; I had better," cried Ike, snatching the whip froun, with the result that Basket started

off, and would not stop any more

"Come down," roared Ike

"Sha'n't!" cried Shock "You 'it me, and I'll cut the rope and let the

baskets down"