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58974	Bixby, Jerome	Our Town			.txt	text/plain	8431	706	99	Tom Pace said, "Now, looky here, Jim--" Ben Bates nudged Tom's leg After a second, old Jim said wistfully, "You know, I wish I _could_ "Sure, Jim," Ben said. "Sure, Jim," Ben said. "Sure, Jim," Ben said. Jim Liddel said, "War!" and looked like he'd bit into spoiled meat. "Looks like," Ben said. "It's a good plan," Jim Liddel said, looking out the window. Tom Pace shook his head, and old Jim looked like he'd like to go, if Windy left, and Tom Pace shuffled the cards and looked over at Jim "You lost heavy, Jim," Ben said. "A man ain't nothing, when he's as old as us," Jim Liddel said, his sockets, and Ben Bates caught Tom Pace's eye and looked away, out the "I just wish an airyplane would come around again," old Jim said. "Ben," she said, when he sat down again, "I wish you'd take a look	./cache/58974.txt	./txt/58974.txt