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Show 113. "Hoxr's the xreather, Bill?" " S t i l l clear as a b e l l ." "We should get back to the shack," Weasel said. "Why the hurry? I thought vre'd planned to stay the night." Weasel started to pull on his coat. "Bill, we'll talk xrhen xre get to your shack. Come on! Sunny and ulaf are ready to leave." Bill xrent over and started bundling up the baby. Sunny said, "Little Bill, you xrant to go home?" L i t t l e Bill shouted, "Home, home!" "You hear that Bill? He said 'home' as plain as I could." Sunny said as he picked him up. They xrere out on the road in minutes. It xras getting colder but a full moon just rising over the mountain range made x-jaIking easier. Weasel led this time. Sunny and Olaf took turns carrying L i t t l e Bill, and travelled so fast that xrhen they got there, Bill xras winded and feeling the extra xreight of Jan's gold in his inside coat breast pocket, but Weasel made straight for the supply pantry and came out looking relieved. " I t ' s there! Our flour is s t i l l there!" Sunny said, "If I make a fire, B i l l , rri.ll you bake us up some biscuits?" |