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`` Th ' sons-of-guns , '' said Hopalong , `` let 's go an ' get 'em , '' he suggested , turning to Buck , who nodded a smiling assent . `` Oh , what 's the hurry ? '' Asked Frenchy , seeing his projected game slipping away into the uncertain future and happy in the thought that he would be avenged on the O-Bar-O outfit . `` They 'll be there till to-morrow noon -- they 's waitin ' for their cookie , who 's goin ' with them . '' `` A cook ! A cook ! Oh , joy , a cook ! ''