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28987	Harris, Credo Fitch	Sunlight Patch			.txt	text/plain	98089	7323	89	"I am Colonel May, of this county, sir," the old gentleman said, smiling Colonel ask Uncle Zack if Mr. McElroy were home, and that old darky of Old Zack now whispered, looking Bob squarely in the eyes: "Did you kill him?" the Colonel asked, looking squarely into his eyes. "When Miss Jane doesn't feel like teaching," Bob began, turning a shade "Brent," he said, "I want you to know Dale Dawson! "Uncle Zack," he whispered, when the old darky had come hat in hand up work out this old thing in long division, anyway, Miss Jane, let alone unheard, and only when a hand pressed Dale's arm did the young man look "Miss Jane says there are things like that everywhere, Brent." "Do you know what he's talking about?" the old gentleman asked Brent. Little did the sheriff, Dale or Jane know that Brent rode back to town	./cache/28987.txt	./txt/28987.txt