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Portrait of B. M. Bower B. M. Bower The Spook Hills Mystery — Chapter 4 (1914)

Spider's eyes widened perceptibly, and he ducked quite frankly out of range. "Aw, I was only joshing, Shep!" he cried reproachfully. "You don't want to take things too serious. I never meant anything."
"Neither did I," retorted Shelton. "What are you going to do now? Go on playing snakes?"
"Nah." To prove it, Spider broke his gun, emptied the remaining cartridges in his palm, and threw the revolver on his bed. "What are you fellers grinning your heads off about?" he demanded fretfully of Spooky and Jim. "How'd I know the kid could hit where he aimed at?
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Portrait of B. M. Bower B. M. Bower The Spook Hills Mystery — Chapter 4 (1914)

Spider went over and stood guard before the shelf. His face was sober except for the lurking little devil of fun in his eyes. "Here's four letters from mamma and Susie and Sister Ann and the little fairy that works in the candy store on the corner," he informed Shelton. "If you can say Shelton She Sherman sells sea shells on the sheshore—say it right, I mean—you can have 'em."
"No, he can't!" interjected Spooky, rising up, recovered from his fit. "He can't have but one for every time he says it "
"He can't have but one try for every letter," put in Jim, coming up.
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Portrait of B. M. Bower B. M. Bower The Spook Hills Mystery — Chapter 4 (1914)

He reached out a great paw and fumbled for the door latch.
"You want to cut out this shooting around here," he said to Spider, in the tone of the master speaking to his man. "Guns ain't made to play with." He pulled open the door and stood hesitating on the threshold. "Come out here, kid; I want to see yuh," he commanded, and went outside.
Shelton sighed and folded up his letter. The one thing he missed most at the Sunbeam, it seemed to him then, was neither companionship nor the creature comforts of life, but privacy.
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