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29623	Barefoot, Wesley	The Cuckoo Clock			.txt	text/plain	2932	418	97	"Got to report these things right away," said the grey-haired man beside Oh, Jim, I never knew they said that." Suddenly there were tears "Take it easy, Jean, honey." Jim Blair hoisted his lank six feet out of "Mommy, she looked just like she was asleep, then they came and took her Jim looked down at the dark eyes, misted now, the straight brown hair, "Time for little girls to be in bed, Joanna. "Bed time, darling," said Jean gently. "Jim, I'm sorry about the things I said." Jean's voice was hesitant, a "It _is_ hard, though, you know it is-Jim, aren't you "Let me get this straight, Jim." Holland's pudgy face was sober, his "Sure I do, Bob," Blair said worriedly. "Now hold on a minute, Jim. You've taken Jean's reaction to this last "You need more than maybes, Jim. What about Joanna Simmons' mother?	./cache/29623.txt	./txt/29623.txt