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at the saloon door. The search had no need to be prolonged. Within a minute the two reappeared. The leading one More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page The Dark Corner gave the slow upward nod that means no in these parts. Another order, and the pair went further forard and out of Bonds sight. Complete silence, except for the faint creakings spuds mackenzie

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was surrounded by a half-inch-thick protective coating of heavy-duty grease from the Altairs stores. Again he made no delay, but with quick deft More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page The Dark Corner movements grasped one grenade after another in his right hand, drew out the safety-pin with his left index finger, and had tossed all four down the.

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