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walked to the farmhouse. Mr. Clipboard was outside and I handed the chicken to him. I asked him to give it to Mr. Gregory Jones as thanks for his guidance and allowing us to remain at his property. Mr. Clipboard beamed and said that Mr. Gregory Jones would love it. He walked to the door and knocked. Mr. Davidson opened the door. Mr. Clipboard did a little bow and handed Mr. Davidson the chicken, pointing back to me. I was standing near the steps to the house. They had a short conversatio