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“How are ya, buddy? Good job at the concert. I thought—the papers said——” “You thought that I was dead,” he interrupted. “I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone.
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