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29479	Cullum, Ridgwell	The Night Riders: A Romance of Early Montana			.txt	text/plain	112248	9661	92	"I 'lows you've got grit," replied the little man quietly, looking face Tresler had ever seen glanced back over the man's bowed shoulder. A crazy man as wus killed right here, kind of, by Jake Joe passed leisurely on his way, and the light went out in Jake's "Then what's to be done?" Tresler asked, watching the little man's Tresler was round and facing his man, and his words came in a tone the And Tresler laughed outright in Jake's face when that individual came The blind man's face was turned in his direction as he went, and when It was like you, Miss Marbolt," Tresler said, with a genuine look "Wal, I guess ther' ain't a deal to tell." The little man looked "I don't think Joe's got religion," said Tresler, with a smile. "Tresler," the man said, in a manner that left little to the	./cache/29479.txt	./txt/29479.txt