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grinning to himself. Uncle Ely looked furtively at 
him for a few seconds. 
“What’s on your mind now, Buck?” he asked. “I 
can see mischief in your eyes.” 
“Nothing, sir. Only—I was just thinking about a 
dog at home. He chases cats all the time. I would 
like him to meet a grown wildcat, just once!” 
Uncle Ely laughed heartily. 
