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Darlington, Edgar B. P.

"The Circus Boys on the Mississippi : or, Afloat with the Big Show on the Big River"

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"Yes."
"The other one will be taken care of after we get through with
the first. The small fellow is sharp, but he can't see beyond
his nose. It's easy to fool him."
"The fiends!" muttered Phil. "I believe they are plotting
against Teddy and me. I have a good notion to sail into
them right here and settle it. I believe I could whip the
two of them. I--"
At that instant a blade of grass tickled Phil's nose. He raised
his head quickly.
"What's that?" exclaimed one of the plotters.
"I heard nothing."
"You didn't? Well, I did. There's someone around here and close
by us."
"Perhaps it was a squirrel in the grass. There is no one here."
The blade of grass had done its work, however. Phil tried hard
to control himself, but he knew he was going to sneeze.
All at once the sneeze came, louder than he had ever
sneezed before.
The men leaped to their feet in sudden alarm.

CHAPTER XVII
EAVESDROPPERS!
"Look out!"
"There he is!"
"Grab him!"
Phil had bounded to his feet, realizing that he could no longer
conceal himself from them.


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