Chapter 17

THE real-estate man and Andy were out behind the barn. There was a glimpse of the harbor in the distance, and behind them the moor rose to the horizon.

The real-estate man's little eyes scanned it. "You haven't much land," he said casually.

"I own to the top-pretty near an acre," said Andy. "And there's the house and barn-and the chic

            
            

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