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Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. " "Peace!" retorted Jack, with increased bitterness. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. For nothing they kiss. What the devil is the matter, Dunster?” “I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you.
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