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When Billy opened his eyes again he could not recall, for the instant, very much of his recent past At last he reret the drunken sailor it had been his intention to roll He felt deeply chagrined that his rightful prey should have escaped him He couldn't understand how it had happened

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As he straightened up and glanced through he was appalled at the sight that ht but a tu waste of water And then the truth of what had happened to hi