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 covered with puzzle wrinkles. He knew that he had an idea, but he did not know what it was.

"Never mind," he said, "I will take some of these sticks and play with them and, perhaps, that idea will come out."

So with grunts and twists and heaves, he managed to break off half a dozen of the sticks. But it was hard work, for the wood was as tough as hickory—which was just the kind of wood it happened to be.