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trees -- something was a stirring. I set still and listened. Directly I could

just barely hear a "me-yow! me-yow!" down there. That was good! Says I,

"me-yow! me-yow!" as soft as I could, and then I put out the light and

scrambled out of the window onto the shed. Then I slipped down to

the ground and crawled in amongst the trees, and sure enough there was

Tom Sawyer waiting for me. ssssssssss

ssssssssss

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