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| When the inmates of the house, attracted by Oliver’s cries, hurried to the spot from which they proceeded, they found him, pale and agitated, pointing in the direction of the meadows behind the house, and scarcely able to articulate the words |
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| What is it boy? I can't understand you! | |
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| I do. What direction did he take? | |
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| After Oliver pointed out the course the men had taken, Harry and the other men sped down it. Their serach came out futile. |
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| We could not track him, boy. We will spread a description around.9 | |
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