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with many a dry chuckle. "Guess now they had
'em aboard to pull the wool over the eyes o' any
customs men that happened to board the sloop
lookin' for contraband stuff--meant to claim
ocr>   they was f etchin' mahogany logs to a States market.
fix>   they was fetchin' mahogany logs to a States market.
ocr>   Gee whiz! they sure are a tough preposition
fix>   Gee whiz! they sure are a tough proposition
to move around but here's the cutest little fort
any playboy could wish for. Let him come
along--who cares a red cent what he does, so
long's I got this here machine-gun with plenty o'
cartridges in the belts to riddle things with. Ring
up the curtain, an' let the play start. Makes me
think I'm back in the old line again along the
ocr>   Argonne, an' say, jest'magine how it all works
fix>   Argonne, an' say, jest 'magine how it all works
out with one o' them same Hun pilots swooping
down on me! It sure is to laugh, boys."

By this time the oncoming plane was drawing
perilously near and Perk wisely settled himself
so that he could see all that occurred.

He possessed a pair of marvelously keen eyes
and while it would have simplified matters considerably
had he been handling those wonderful
binoculars, just the same he could get on
without them.

By close application he was able to see a figure
bending over the ledge of the cabin window, apparently
scrutinizing the queer combination of
mangrove patches and crooked water passages
between. The plane was rushing down a steep

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