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He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an undefined sense of approaching danger. Of course I ought to have some lights over the saloon; but by leaving all the cabin doors open in the daytime, there's plenty of daylight. "Well, Jack," said the prize-fighter, in a rough, but friendly voice, and with a cutand-thrust abrupt manner peculiar to himself; "how are you, lad, eh? Sorry to see you here. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. Go on. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents.
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