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“Lucy, I have to talk to you. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. To simplify matters, he carried a coloured paper lantern upon which his license number was painted in Arabic numerals. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. “Shit!” John quickly countered, “What are you going to do? She’s a motor-mouth, Lucy, of the worst kind. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder.
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