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BOLA drove the Irishman's canoe on until he brought it alongside that in which Juan stood.
"You'll leave this to me, boys," Heneky had said as they approached: "if you please of course. I'm more than double your age, I guess, and have maybe ten times your experience, and I've a notion of putting a question or two to that half-breed"