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17045	Dyson, Edward	In the Roaring Fifties			.txt	text/plain	90105	6168	84	a lifetime must be respected.' Jim spoke like an old man. 'The man's drunk!' said Jim, as the crowd narrowed in on him. 'Monkey Mack,' said Mike, following the direction of Jim's eyes. 'You're a curious kind of devil, Jim,' said Mike, who had been watching a good deal of talk about the new girl at Mrs. Kyley's, now Jim swelled 'Didn't like interferin', Jim,' said Mike next morning, 'but Quigley's a 'Good-night, mate,' said a quiet voice at Jim's elbow. Mike's eyes drifted towards Jim and Aurora several times during the 'Mike,' said Jim, breaking the thoughtful silence that followed, 'what 'Yes,' said Jim, with the emphasis of a man making a resolution. 'Burton thinks this field is pretty well worked out,' said Jim, as a 'Come, come, Mrs. Ben,' said Jim; 'if you treat him like this when he 'If you stir a hand I'll fire!' said Jim, presenting his revolver.	./cache/17045.txt	./txt/17045.txt