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"Whose imp art thou with dimpled cheek, / And curly pate and merry eye? " / J. BAILLIE.
They were so excited, so eager to be off at once, that for a minute or two Tim could scarcely get them to listen to him. They had forgotten all about the snakes, or else their confidence in the boy as a protector was so great that they were sure he would defend them against every danger.