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"I am, Charcoal. ” The man’s face was dark with passion. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. “But I’m afraid you are going to be in a hopeless minority here as regards me. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission in writing of the author. “Let me add too that I am thankful for your decision. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. ‘Oh, are there? You are not quite alone in these adventures of yours, I take it.
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