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Chapter 8
Montmorencysetupafuriousbarking,Ishrieked,Harrisroared;Georgewavedhishat,andyelledback. Thelock-keeperrushedoutwithadrag,undertheimpressionthatsomebodyhadfallenintothelock,andappearedannoyedatfindingthatnoonehad.
Georgehadratheracuriousoilskin-coveredparcelinhishand. Itwasroundandflatatoneend,withalongstraighthandlestickingoutofit.
"What’sthat?"saidHarris—"afrying-pan?"
"No,"saidGeorge,withastrange,wildlookglitteringinhiseyes; "theyarealltheragethisseason;everybodyhasgotthemuptheriver. It’sabanjo."
"Ineverknewyouplayedthebanjo!"criedHarrisandI,inonebreath.
"Notexactly,"repliedGeorge:"butit’sveryeasy,theytellme;andI’vegottheinstructionbook!"
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