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While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. After all, where prayer fails, a pistol is bound to succeed.
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