Boy Scouts of the Air on Lost Island by Gordon Stuart
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"Apples!"
"Apples? A sin? Not if you know where there are any. Lead me to them." "Oh, I don't know where any are. I just wondered what you thought of it," "Do you think it's wrong to punish criminals?" This from Jerry. "Put 'em in jail you mean?" "Well, whatever way seems best." "No, I can't say as I do. Why, Jerry?" "I'm going to thump you good and plenty for fooling me about those apples, that's why." "Catching comes before thumping!" and Dave was off with all the speed his weary legs could muster. Fortunately Jerry's legs were in no better shape, so the race, while exciting enough, was a long, slow one. Before Jerry was able to overhaul his chum, he was so tired out that anything so strenuous as thumping was quite out of the question. "If you'd just kept running straight ahead, instead of ducking and dodging, we'd be home by now," he complained as he released the puffing Dave. |
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