"Get on with the book," said Mr. Doubleday, "and we'll publish it for you."
"We'll go right home and get to work," said Escargot. "Well, so long, Effendi."
They lit the red lantern and the peanut wagon rolled off toward Roslyn. They went by the back road, through the lonely fields, so that Donny could get out and have one of his barking fits.
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