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The little front garden lay before the farmer's eyes bounded by the fence and gate, but neither there nor on the road was any human being to be seen.
"I answered 'No'" said the boy, grinding his teeth.
Yes, he could: and cry two round rogue's tears, one from each eye.
He was a man who had naturally a rather hot temper, and he did not wish it to get too much the better of him.




