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The kid was in the street, throwing rocks at a kitten on the opposite fence.
'That will cost the old man an extra five hundred dollars,' says Bill, climbing over the wheel.
'Red Chief,' says I to the kid, 'would you like to go home?' 'Aw, what for?' says he. 'I don't have any fun at home. I hate to go to school. I like to camp out. You won't take me back home again, Snake-eye, will you?'
Red Chief was sitting on Bill's chest, with one hand twined in Bill's hair. In the other he had the sharp case-knife we used for slicing bacon; and he was industriously and realistically trying to take Bill's scalp, according to the sentence that had been pronounced upon him the evening before.
Bill and I got paper and pencil and worked on the letter whilke Red Chief, with a blanket wrapped around him, strutted up and down, guarding the mouth of the cave. Bill begged me tearfully to make the ransom fifteen hundred dollars instead of two thousand.
You bring Johnny home and pay me two hundred and fifty dollars in cash, and I agree to take him off your hands... Sam, says he, what's two hundred and fifty dollars, after all?
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