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27209	Jones, Susan Morrow	The La Chance Mine Mystery			.txt	text/plain	72192	4894	94	girl anywhere, and it sounds like a fool to say I knew I was going to Chance like me, for all I knew, because Dudley had a trick of sending at my dream girl's clear eyes, and thought that if she knew what Marcia never knew when Dudley might turn on you with a face like a I knew--as I said "Oh" over Dudley's gold, and my dream girl slipped out When I got in, Dudley and Macartney were in the living room, talking. Marcia's word; and Dudley was no man to trust not to turn on a girl. "Crime doesn't always come out, Miss Paulette," said Macartney. Dudley, of course, who had got Paulette away,--for I could not think of "I'm like Marcia, Miss Paulette; I'm going to bed unless you can turn name was," Dudley retorted, like a fool, for Macartney had never We'll see--when Dudley reads it!" Marcia looked like a devil	./cache/27209.txt	./txt/27209.txt