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29570	Hall, Holworthy	Rope			.txt	text/plain	55300	4673	89	In a small office on the third floor of the City Bank Building Mr. Theodore Mix, broker and amateur politician, sat moodily intent upon Henry remembered what Mr. Starkweather had said about "Good-morning, Henry," said Mr. Mix, soberly. keeping up his law practice, at five times the income--and Henry, like Barnum look a Kickapoo medicine man--if necessary," said Henry. "Two weeks ago," she said, "I told the League I was going to give it a "Oh, _I_ know," said Henry. "Anna," said Henry, reflectively, "it's a lucky thing for us this "That's all I've got left to pay out," said Henry, amiably. She asked Henry if he thought that Mr. Mix And Mr. Mix, who knew Henry's income to the nearest dollar, went home "Mirabelle," said Mr. Mix, "we've got to do some missionary work didn't know I--Henry Devereux, you've got _my_ three thousand dollars, "Oh, don't, Aunt Mirabelle," said Henry compassionately.	./cache/29570.txt	./txt/29570.txt