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51241	Dryfoos, Dave	Bridge Crossing			.txt	text/plain	5040	480	92	"Come here, fellow," Roddie said. "I'm Roddie," he said, squatting to Scrabbling fearfully in the dust for his hammer, Roddie paused "I wouldn't know," Roddie said, closing his fingers on the hammer, and "Scouting around," Roddie said vaguely. "Well, I guess the boats have gone," Ida said. Uneasy, Roddie hefted the hammer in his hand. "I'll go first," said Roddie. soldiers will never leave the city; their purpose is to guard it and "It's all right," Roddie said, his voice breaking. But because his friends knew neither pain nor fatigue, Roddie would had ever come even this far, for soldiers, as he'd told Ida, never left Roddie awoke as Ida finished struggling free of his unconscious grip. Fascinated, Roddie stared for minutes, but turned when Ida showed no Roddie noticed that her eyes were dark and frightened, yet Ida began to weep again, and Roddie found it necessary to comfort her.	./cache/51241.txt	./txt/51241.txt