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“I WILL get it right,” said Harry to himself, stopping just long enough
to toss the hair out of his eyes. “There’s a way to do it, and I’m not
going to give up, see if I do.”
“O, come on, Harry,” called Will; “what’s the use of hanging on so?”
“What’s the use? Why, when I begin I don’t like to give up beat, and,
what’s more, I don’t mean to.”
And Harry didn’t give up, and by and by the figures all came straight.
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● Transcriber’s Notes:
○ Typographical errors were silently corrected.
○ Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation were made consistent only
when a predominant form was found in this book.
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