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“Hola Marteen!” She exclaimed cheerfully. Near the body, which, it will be surmised, was that of Abraham Mendez, two ruffianly personages were seated, quietly smoking, and bestowing no sort of attention upon the new-comers. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek.
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