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6488	Beach, Rex	Going Some			.txt	text/plain	46888	4975	94	It don't look like we'd ever get it back," said Stover. foot-races, like that Centipede cook--" Carara breathed an eloquent Mr. Speed is--a friend of Culver's." Miss Chapin blushed place," said the young cattle-man as he turned it over. "How do you do, Miss Chapin!" Speed shook hands with his hostess, "I have heard my brother speak of Larry Glass," said Jean, Run a race!" exclaimed the young college man, aghast. "If Miss Chapin doesn't want Culver to run, you surely wouldn't "Good-morning, Mr. Stover," said Helen, pleasantly. "Oh, I've just told the girls that you're going to run that footrace," Helen interposed, hurriedly, at which Fresno exploded. "Not to-day," said Speed's trainer. "Why, you--just train, I suppose." Miss Chapin turned to Glass. "But suppose Mr. Speed won't do it?" questioned Miss Blake. "I should like," she said, "to wager a few dollars on Mr. Speed	./cache/6488.txt	./txt/6488.txt