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She spotted her opportunity. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. She pointed. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us.
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