Didn't think it wise, I s'pose?
And I dare say you're right." From far ahead of them as they started again, the voices of the singers came borne down the river; and again Miss Marty's memory supplied the words of the song: "The young men of our town, they might if they wo'ld-- For summer is a-comin' in to-day-- They might have built a ship and have gilded her with gold In the merry merry morning of May." "The young men.

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the young men.

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