” He laughed. It was a reputation by no means deserved. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. "I am, Charcoal. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand.
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