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Hurley 8
Mike Gillum took Connie to the river where miles of booms held millions of feet of logs 23
"Come on, tell them what you told them a minute ago" 55
Swiftly the boy followed the tracks to the point where the man had struck into the clearing 131
The boy hastened unnoticed to the edge of a crowd of men that encircled Frenchy Lamar 134
"What in the name of time be you doin' here?" exclaimed Saginaw 150
"Phy don't yez tell me oi'm a big liar?" he roared 167
"Phwat d'yez want?" he whined 178
"What's this?" asked the boy, pushing up a small bundle 193
Slue Foot turned. "Think y're awful smart, don't ye?" 232
He leaned back in his chair and stared at Connie through his glasses, as one would examine a specimen at the zoo 251
Very gingerly he donned the garments and for some moments stood and viewed himself in the mirror 265
Hurley had remained at the Upper Camp, and as the drive at last began to thin out, he came floating down, standing erect upon a huge log 299
Connie placed his hand affectionately upon the arm of the big boss who stood at his side grinning broadly 309